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TEACH ME TO WHISPER Lord, teach me to whisper instead of shouting when the children get on what's left of my nerves; Teach me to speak ever so softly to them so that my love shines through, as I reprimand. Teach me to whisper if I feel the need to complain, for if I really want them to listen to what I say, whispering will work wonders (proved to be true), and my love will shine through, as they listen. Soft words can be spoken no matter the trials and will not leave a mark on their hearts, so let me consider how I choose to communicate; teach me to whisper as my love shines through. Countrymom 4/1/06
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