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THE VOICE WITHIN
When I walk down the silent path With none to see or hear, When all is dark and deep and cold And loneliness I fear; Or when a hundred voices speak, A hundred faces show, But I am a stranger to them, All pass by me and go; Or when all in my family Are ever too busy To look or smile or talk to me Or make me feel easy; Then do I blame those around me, And those with whom I live? Or, do I rue my fate that none Has a moment to give? No, ‘cause there is a voice within, Which I remember then, Though it has been there all along For me to, but, listen. I thank Him that my background noise He has taken away. When others are silent to me I listen to Him say: “I sent you in the world so that You spread my true gospel. To all those who listen to you, You must this message tell: Love both thy neighbor and thy foe And don’t covet riches. You will come back to me, my son, My promise true it is”. * Written in abcb 8-6-8-6 format * Showcased as Editor’s Choice in Spiritual Newsletters dated 8 September 2005 and 25 August 2010. M C Gupta 10 August 2004
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