#534 — Hymn;

Come, come,
Reveal yourself,
That I may sing your praise,
As I would from a prayer book,
A hymn.

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#497 —Silent Prayer;

Hark, the ocean’s song,
As its waves soak the beach,
And pull back, only to return.
And as I stand here, silent in prayer,
I but wish I am your beach,
and you are my Ocean.
Perhaps I am not, meant to find you,
But I know, It is not me, it is God
playing with my destiny.