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“And when Jesus had cried out with a loud voice, He said, ‘ Father, into Your hands I commend My spirit.’ And having said this, He breathed His last.” Luke 23:46 NKJV
The thought of being in His sure hands comforts me.
Thank You, Lord, for holding us close. And here’s a simple poem . . .
Father, into Your hands
I also commend my spirit
there to stay
forevermore
outside of Your hold
are death and torment
only You create life
worth dying and living for.
God bless you as He holds you today!
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