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We are God’s and His alone
from creation to this very instant
the moment I write these lines
words on the page;
the second you are reading
these thoughts pulled
from the thread of time
the wheel of creation
The psalmist’s plea our own
that the Creator, the potter,
would not forsake me or you
a work of his hands.

January 12, 2007 22:24
Psalm 138

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