Raft Of Soul's

Poem By Mark Heathcote

In the biblical waters of the human mind
Where we raft upon our souls
To some other strange immortal isle
Where death lays not in tombs,
But is arisen in the palm of the Redeemer
Our Lord and master, host and saviour.

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