The face that God Seen

This is the face that God seen, searching the skies one day,

From the Heavens he heard her heart
Silently pray,

He reached down and took hold
Of her tiny right hand.

He led her safely home
From the
strange land….

This is the face that God does see ….
No matter how grown she may be. …..

In the heart of the child, he hid a seed .
His love grew there for all she had need.

I know it true, for the child is me,
The hand he held , writes these words you see……

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