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WE, just vessels for God's many blessings,
ARE waiting, serving, worshipping our King,
CUPS quite running over with His bounty,
CONSTANTLY to praise Him, pray and sing.
AND boldly we approach the throne of Jesus,
QUIETLY that still small voice to hear,
BEING one with Him in blessed communion,
FILLED with wonder, rid of guilt and fear.


Quote (vertical): Ray Bradbury

BT solution: quietly

By cherrykc

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The BRAIN TEASE challenge-read page for rules, info, and word to UNSCRAMBLE (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The BRAIN TEASE challenge-read page for rules, info, and word to UNSCRAMBLE (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The BRAIN TEASE challenge-read page for rules, info, and word to UNSCRAMBLE (challenge has been closed)


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