The
cold wind whines about the eaves,
But. Lord, I watch for You.The dark clouds blot out all the stars,
But I will see it through.
Lord, I’ll watch through all the night brings
As You’ve asked me to do,
And I will wait beside Your door
Watching, ever, for You.
Proverbs 8:34
Blessed are those who listen to me, watching daily at my doors, waiting at my doorway.
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