Sunday, October 28, 2012

Isaiah 44:22





 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The day was misty from the start
The world was cold and gray
I had no hope, as I watched dawn,
That it would burn away.
 
But then the sun found one clear spot
And broke through, bright and bold,
To prove that in the darkest days
There is a streak of gold.
 
Isaiah 44:22
I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you.”

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