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A Place Of Quiet Rest 2008Sleep is never a night's guarantee, the needed hours not always free. Sleep is a workday's sweetest reward, its total loss our body's cannot afford. Heaven is oft called a place of quiet rest, but a place where sleep is never the quest. For no one gets tired there you see, and sleep is no longer a dire necessity. As I wonder at such a place today, a strange sense of loss comes to bay, for sleep seems a welcome friend, its absence hard to comprehend. Heaven is a place where no one needs to lay down their head. Where no illness brings them to their bed, or become to tired to complete a simple task, or answer a request a loved one may ask. Psalm 62:1 My soul rests quietly only when it looks to God; from Him comes my deliverance Susan Hebert Ajaz copyright 2008 poetrypublisher.com/sajaz |
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