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Poem: Come To Me and Rest

Tim is a freelance writer, poet, artist and storyteller. He always tries to find and include lessons for everyone in his writing.

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A poem about the need for us to take the time to stop and listen for the voice of God.

Hear Him Calling

Do you know his voice

through all the static

Do you know his voice

through all the clutter

Do you hear Him calling

Come and rest

Come and rest

We cry out each day

Why oh why

Is my life this way

I can’t find the peace

I can’t find the rest

I can’t

I can’t

I can’t

Oh, Please

I need another way

Do you know his voice

through all the static

Do you know his voice

through all the clutter

Do you hear Him calling

Come and rest

Come and rest

We cry out each day

Why oh why

When all we have to do

Is come and rest

This content is accurate and true to the best of the author’s knowledge and is not meant to substitute for formal and individualized advice from a qualified professional.

© 2012 Timothy Whitt

Comments

Maria Magdalena Ruiz O'Farrill from Borikén the great land of the valiant and noble Lord on May 25, 2012:

Very nice...I heard and hear that voice and when I don't it is call faith. Praying for all of us to rest in Him.

Kebennett1 from San Bernardino County, California on May 10, 2012:

Beautiful and thought provoking!

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