In two dwellings
Do I find
Peace that all men seek
One reclined
On wooden pew
Surrounded by the meek
Every Sabbath
Sometimes more
Redemption echo’s often
Always sweetly
In rebuke
My heart begins to soften
Now the other
Peaceful place
Fleshly, Oh so mild
Merciful God
Gifted me
With my youngest child
In her smile
And sweet voice
A calming melody
Little touches
Wrapped round hugs
Comfort grabs holt of me
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