WITH MY EYES
You don't know why,
But I do.
Things that mar and hurt,
now will I heal you.
Pain and tragedies,
become buried down deep,
always come out into the light,
when to them I speak.
Do not complain of circumstances,
that lead to My healing.
This work I do in you,
is far too appealing.
You will rise above the stars,
and fly with Me.
Together we will sing.
And With My Eyes, you will see.
Jesus
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