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I would want my Scriptures


Scared, stranded, and alone on an island.

Choose wisely what to bring along.

Rain coat, matches, knife, or food, No not for me.

Important to me is knowing my God for I dream of the day I will live with him.

Problems will come hardships are a guaranteed in this journey.

The word of God will give me the courage to take on each day.

Universally is his love, but personally are his words.

Radiant beam of heavenly hope come from his book set from above.

Engulfed in God’s love helps me to endure.

Soothed, free, and no longer alone. 

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