The ending of each week, it seems,
Finds me weary and weak.
Yet, it is Your peace, not my rest,
That my heart and soul seek.
And healing for what aches.
When my mind needs restoration,
Your peace is all it takes.
Until I want to weep,
But I am never far from all
The peace my soul can keep.
And listen for Your voice.
Then peace, and rest, and healing grace
Fill me and I rejoice.
Finally, brothers, rejoice. Aim for restoration, comfort
one another, agree with one another, live in peace; and the God of love and
peace will be with you.
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