The Whisper

As I lay my head on my pillow,
He whispered gently to me.
And what I heard, truly, like music,
Brought peace and, within, set me free.
Again, just at mid-day,
That voice with words so clear;
Spoke to my heart and blessed me,
Assuring that my Savior was near.
It was then in the evening-
At beautiful sunset time.
The whisper of God's Only Begotten,
Brought peace and a heavenly rhyme.

by Keith F. Arnold

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