Nightmares
By Tina2
Awoke by screams; igniting in my dreams. What is it about the mourning sounds; that come to me in my sleep? Tormented cries; I sit up and rub my eyes. Who are these faces, I see? How do they know me? God I pray, that I, in your arms you keep. Sullen faces worn thin; destroyed by sin. What is it that makes these dreams so real? Why is it that this I can feel? Satan, ' GET AWAY FROM ME! ' Peacefulness is brought; a smile is caught. Happiness shines through, while I sleep. Peacefully in God's arms; his word, he did keep. Thank you Lord for calming me.Written October 16th, 2001 © on Oct 16 2001 07:20 AM PST, Tina Leonard spiritual • 18
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