rise from the dust
Rise from the dust, O Jerusalem. Sit in a place of honor. Remove the chains of slavery from your neck, O captive daughter of Zion. Isaiah 52:2 (NLT)
I see the weight of your worry. I see it’s affect upon your soul. Look away from the issues. Turn your eyes upon me.
Look into my face. Experience the love I have for you. Eat of my goodness. Allow me to draw you closer; to anoint you with my peace and wholeness.
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