Good morning, from
"Glory" Oklahoma
I look at my rose bush
And what do I see?
It blossoms and blossoms
Abundantly!
I go to God's Word
And what do I see?
A promise for roses
And also for me!
Oh, Father,
What joy of sweet fellowship,
For Your children You long,
Come, You say tenderly,
For to Me you belong!!!
Leeza Kuzzin Poetry 2016
Isaiah 35:1-2
John 10:10
3 John 2
Philemon 6
2 Corinthians 13:14
Isaiah 43:1-2
Galatians 4:6-7
Hebrews 11:6
Mark 9:23
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