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I CAME TO MY BELOVED

Josephine Esther Ross

 

I came to my Beloved
Garlanded with flame;
And now my heart is beating
To the rhythm of His Name.

I came to my Beloved
Through sorrow and through pain;
My body has been strengthened
By wind and sun and rain.

My spirit had been beaten
By the storms of life,
Bruised, and yet triumphant
Over sin and strife.

I came to my Beloved
Sheathed in golden flame;
My life is now attuned
To the music of His Name.


SONGS OF A MODERN DISCIPLE, p. 31
1989 © Josephine Esther Ross



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