Salvation Ridge (233)

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By J. Lynne Moore
(08/21/2017)

Gentle hearts,
That speak divine;
Twist the ties,
Of yours to mine.

When the world,
Sheds its stroud;
The light of grace,
Stands tall and proud.

Hope brings heaven,
To earth, in spades,
And wraps all humans,
In golden shades.

Then hearts combine,
To build a bridge,
And leads all souls,
To salvation's ridge.

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