Our constant home

On God, His children do rely.He hears our every cry.God is never absent or gone;He holds us in His ceaseless dawn.Even when we feel alone,His arms are our constant home.God is always crystal clear,as He whispers, “I am here.”

—Mandy-kay Thornton Johnson

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