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 |    We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
The night hoists tent, and settles in, a resident of gloom. It hides the light as Man's own sin, a harbinger of doom. These earthly eyes see naught of peace. The hosts are closing fast. "Elisha, pray some great release. Reveal some soon repast." (II Kings 6:17-20) The evil spirits find repose within the dark of night, but spirits of the Lord are those, who serve Him to set right. The Lord's Own Christ is marching t'ward the hidden dogs of Earth to show His Pow'r on nether's horde for none can match His Worth. The dark is naught but day to Him, the night the very morn. When Heaven's sons sing forth their hymns they're lifted at the horn. The night, its tent through lonely hours still shudders at the thought of Edmund's torch, whose lightest pow'rs sees darkness flee as wrought. https://www.quotes.net/mquote/1084710 The fans of Narnia alike with those of Middle Earth may swoon a bit at Jadis' strike, and Sauron's rings of worth. However, Aslan raises dawn, and Gandalf's staff brings light. When Christ's Light's seen, the dark is gone, and Hell's the lasting Night. Though books of fantasy are great as hours are whiled away, it's God's Own Word we need to rate, Forever as today. The night hoists tent, and settles in, but only for a time. Salvation's paid. Now gone is Sin. We're ever in our prime. by Jay O’Toole on September 15th, 2021   |
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