Song 5.12 |His Eyes

His eyes are piercing, yet kind
As the eyes of doves.
I see him there, beckoning, 
By the rivers of waters, 
Washed with milk, he is pure
And fitly set as the setting of a ring.

Published by David B. Smith

Author, podcaster, pastor, and Big Pappa to my grandchildren.

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