these pages are full of words.
words of life.
of truth.
of joy!
tear stained, ripped pages.
tattered and worn.
but that is simply the paper on which the words rest.
the Word itself stands firm.
it is my light. my security.
make my soul long for these words, oh Lord.
may my eyes gaze upon their beauty.
taking it in.
consuming it.
allowing it to saturate my whole being.
i am changed.
i am made new.
i find freedom...
from Your words of life.
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