We
are but a poor reflection
Of
heaven’s Living Word.
We
are no more than a whisper
Of
the truth we have heard.
Yet
even a faint reflection,
The
whisper of a song,
Could
be enough to change a heart,
Lead
it to sing along.
However,
poor the quality,
Please
let me reflect You.
In
some small measure, Let Your Grace
Be
what comes shining through.
Ephesians
4: 1-3
I
therefore, a prisoner for the Lord, urge you to walk in a manner worthy of the
calling to which you have been called, with all humility and gentleness, with
patience, bearing with one another in love, eager to maintain the unity of the
Spirit in the bond of peace.
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