‘Why have I found favour in your eyes that you should take notice of me, a foreigner?’ – Ruth 2.10
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With gentle eyes you took my fear,
A candlelight you called me home,
A single flame you held me near,
In darkest hour your light shines near,
I’ll never be alone.
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Through broken light your hand reached mine,
Compassionate, you held me firm.
You gave me sight when I was blind,
And bathed me in rayed sunshine,
True love my heart will learn.
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From dark to light I held to you,
From death to life you made me whole.
I saw your heart, your love broke through.
A single star amongst the blue,
Reflected on my soul.
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Your glory shown in clearest haze,
It flooded ceaseless down from that tree.
Your glory, everlasting days…
Why have I found such favoured gaze,
That you should notice me?
The Lilies of the Field 