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| An Autumn Oasis |
Time and again our focus seems to be on those things that are not eternal. Turn our eyes toward you and immerse us in the waters of your redemption. Guide us, Oh thou great Jehovah. As pilgrims in this barren land, we set our faces toward the rising sun of your glorious resurrection. Bring your church to the fullness of her flower. May her leaves bring healing to a world full of hurt and darkness. Make her an oasis of rest for the weary. Amen.
Copyright © Jay D Weaver - October 15, 1998