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RHYTHMS OF GRACE

 


I began studying  your pattern

That majestic rhythmic movement

Oh how it flows like the spring

Giving an untamed harmony like the fountain

Your royal movement brings acceptance to the rejected 

Your touch makes the unseen becomes seen

Your countenance is a billboard that shows the way to pure Love

I began studying your pattern so I've said

That glow that emanates from you

Oh how jealous you make the sun feel

How dark the moon is in comparison to you

The stars are mere bling-bling compared to your light

Again, I began studying your pattern

That majestic rhythmic movement 

Par: Sambasy

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  1. ZIONESS17 August 2021 at 08:04

    Beautiful piece Sir.
    The wonders of our maker.

    If Grace was a person, it would be called "BLESSING" because it has been a blessing to me, and I'm certain it has been to you too.
    Well done sir.

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    1. Sambasy17 August 2021 at 08:08

      Amazing.
      Thank you for sharing your description of Grace.

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  2. Unknown17 August 2021 at 10:56

    Nice write up more grace

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    1. Sambasy17 August 2021 at 11:49

      Thank you very much.
      We're glad it was a blessing to you.

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  3. Unknown17 August 2021 at 12:05

    If grace was a person I would name it love cause for me, it is an undeserved love I receive daily from the father. He love me so much, he won't let no harm or hurt come near me. What I lost through my foolishness, he restored and upgraded. Grace is undeserved love for me.

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    1. Sambasy17 August 2021 at 21:11

      I totally agree with you. Grace is love.
      Thank you.

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  4. Jules17 August 2021 at 12:16

    If grace was a person, it would be characterized as another chance, not a second chance or the last chance. Just another chance. The chance He gives is endless. The forgiveness He gives is unlimited. His love is reckless, unfathomable, FULL.

    Thank you for this, Sam.

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    1. Sambasy17 August 2021 at 21:12

      Oh Jules. So much in that phrase “...another chance not a second chance..."

      Thank you Jules.

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  5. Pappyjoe17 August 2021 at 21:21

    Perfect parade baba na

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  6. Eze Cynthia18 August 2021 at 08:03

    If grace was a person I would call it *kind* cos it has been so fair and took good to me even when I'm not deserving����

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  7. Unknown19 August 2021 at 21:08

    If GRACE was a person I would have called it unmerited favour

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  8. Unknown21 August 2021 at 15:10

    Your royal movement brings acceptance to the rejected...hmm..
    So amazing , beautiful and deep.. I got some lines but need more explanation🥺

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