Tomorrow is just a vision.
Don’t know how often things come to me.
Vision of wonderful achievements…
Glimpses of riches, could almost reach.
Echoes of the Holy Spirit’s riches within – -
The vision of contact with infinity…
Necessary to understand its frequency.
That the soul never answer in words –
Heartfelt prayer to the Holy Spirit in simple faith.
There behind – - – -is the Heavenly Father….
Whose pleasure is to give His Kingdom to me…
He is closer than my breath can be.
Nearer than my hands to touch.
No need to beg from God too much.
For the good things of life will be.
I only need to draw near to Him…
To have His bounty—– I claim.
For God constantly –handling out to me.
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