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I was rescued a long time ago,
However, I did not see Him.
I did not sense His hand take mine
Nor did I believe when He carried me;
When I fell down and cried
He washed away my tears.
One day I turned around
He touched my brow;
I prayed.
I felt His hand take mine~
He rescued me.


Carol was discovered by another writer, who is honored to share her works with you. In the fullness of time, Carol's musings, some of them written nearly twenty years ago, have emerged. She allows them to be shared with a still seeking and grateful heart.

3 thoughts on “Rescued

  1. Always to your rescue … sometimes we dont see it … perhaps it is not in the way we expect it … but always in the way that He thinks best for you.
    Lovely poem to remind us of Hope.
    And the greatest Magician of All.
    Thank you for sharing. :o)
    Hugs for you on this cold and frosty day …

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