Peace is like a falling leaf,
That tumbles through the trees,
So calm and tranquil,heaven-hushed,
By God's own gentle breeze.
Peace is like a bird on wing-
Pure white,descending dove,
That reaches down to everyone
And touches us with love.
Peace is like a puffy cloud
That floats contentendly-
Relaxed.untouched by anxious cares,
In all serenity.
Peace is like a precious gift,
A gift God leaves for all-
Not as the world gives,does He give,
To those who heed his call.
Hazel M Blough
John 14:27
That tumbles through the trees,
So calm and tranquil,heaven-hushed,
By God's own gentle breeze.
Peace is like a bird on wing-
Pure white,descending dove,
That reaches down to everyone
And touches us with love.
Peace is like a puffy cloud
That floats contentendly-
Relaxed.untouched by anxious cares,
In all serenity.
Peace is like a precious gift,
A gift God leaves for all-
Not as the world gives,does He give,
To those who heed his call.
Hazel M Blough
John 14:27
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