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"Revelation"
by Louise Norman
I complained of a crowded house;
He showed me slums. I complained of mud-streaked carpet; He showed me floors of dirt. I complained of noisy neighbors; He showed me prisoned silence. I complained of bitter cold; He showed me the faint. I complained of aching joints; He showed me the blind, the lame. I complained of many things; He showed me -- Himself.
"Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such
things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake
thee." Hebrews 13:5
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Copyright
2001 by Louise Norman. All rights reserved. First published by Purpose, June
7, 1970 |
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