At the end of the day
When the battle is won
the sun is going down
and peace ensues
I search for Him
The lover of my soul
To sit with Him
Talk with Him
To be made whole

How I love this time of the day
I hear His sweet voice calling me
Talking with me
Enfolding me in the sweetness
of His embrace

Come to the waters
Theres more than enough
Come and sit with us
and be made WHOLE

Love you

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