GJR from US
March 9 at 9:28 pm
Lord spare the sparrow tonight and heal her broken wings.
She has tasted the salty tears of a thousand and still her mission carries on as she stretches out her hand in faith for the next one.
She fights a good battle and quietly tarrying forth as she embraces just one more cross,
Soaring with grace she glides among the forgotten. Silently she prays bowing before the King patiently with astonished patience smoothly releasing a praise only sung by a Sparrow on a mourn before the dawn.
Oh without doubt the sparrow is a rare jewel adorned with an annointed lightening facing turbulence beneath yet a greater storm.
As a streak of sunshine cracks open the darkest cloud she is safely in the hands of the King once again lost and found.
Thank you Jesus amen.
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