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Sorrows in his arms


Inner sorrow is real and he knows it has been there lingering. It has been waiting like violent waves. He sees your smiles come and go like those ocean waves. Smile God is here. Smile because you are alive Smile and be honored that you ARE alive Feel honored that you are ALIVE. Let your emotions fade away and let them leave a strong smell of sorrows God will wash that stench away and cover you with his grace That pain is your soul without peace but let Jesus carry you. Your sorrows will become happiness in his welcoming arms.
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