Without Question

 
 

Without Question
By Lucia K Haase
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I lift my eyes up to the hills;

a Light of lights cascades and spills –

’tis He who touches and fulfills…

He is adored.

I fold my hands in silent prayer

because for me, He’s always there;

of this, I surely am aware –

in faith’s great chords.

In darkness, there can be no night;

I lift my eyes – He gives me sight,

and readies me for certain flight –

I am assured.

Across the hills, into the glade –

into the world He surely made,

a Light of lights shall never fade –

it is the Lord…

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