This word is submitted by Colleen Vickers [cvickers@cfl.rr.com]

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                      My Love

Sweet is My love, and tender is My heart towards My own.
Though a mother may forget her child, I have never forgotten you.
My eyes are on you as you go forward.
My hand is steadying you, Do you not feel it?

Be still and know that I am here. 
Be still and know that I am the Faithful One,
I am your Good Shepherd.
Sweet is My love and tender is My heart towards My Own dear children.
Never will I leave you. Never do I forsake!

I call you forward. I make the way. 
I go before you to make the desert bloom,
though you may see dust in the natural.
Be still and see with the eyes of your heart

Be still and know the fertile ground you stand on,
and potent the seeds sown within you--
bursting with life and reaching towards the Son.
You are good ground.

You are Holy Ground, 
for you are standing on Me.
Be still My child...
you stand on the Rock of Ages, and I can not be shaken.