The Reign of Peace

The peace of God—so vast, so deep,
It rules my mind, it guards my sleep.
In secret places, dark and still,
It speaks, it moves, it bends my will.

No corner left, no space unfilled,
No restless thought, no fear unsealed.
Like rivers flowing, calm and wide,
The Holy Spirit dwells inside.

Through depths unseen, through silent dreams,
His peace takes hold, it reigns supreme.
It weaves through whispers, light and true,
Renewing all, making me new.

The night may fall, but not on me,
For peace is here—eternally.
It holds my breath, it stills my soul,
The Prince of Peace is in control.

No fear remains, no war within,
Just perfect rest where He has been.
Oh, peace of God, rule now, rule bright,
Through every thought, through every night.

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Praise to the Prince of Peace

He promised, He spoke, and oh, He gave, A peace so deep, a love so brave. Beyond my thoughts, beyond my mind, A rest so sweet, so rare to find. See how I sleep, how still, how free, Like a baby wrapped in eternity. Morning wakes me, soft and bright, I smile—I know, all is right. Oh, what comfort, oh, what care! No love like His, none can compare. He holds, He shields, He lifts, He stays, His mercy new with every day. Too good, too kind, too strong, too true, My heart, my soul, belong to You. Praise, praise to the One who reigns, The Prince of Peace, forever the same!

It Feels Like This

It feels like standing still and strong, Not grasping for love—just knowing I belong. No longer bracing for the blow, But letting love rise and letting it flow. It feels like sunlight touching my skin, Not just warmth, but welcome within . I am not hiding—I do not flinch. This peace? It holds me, inch by inch. It feels like dancing without a plan, Spinning barefoot in the arms of I AM. Surrender isn't losing control— It's trust. It's ease. It's rest for the soul. It feels like saying "yes" to now, Not haunted by the when or how. Grief no longer swells like waves— I've walked through loss and found the brave. It feels like breath I didn’t know I’d lost, Found again—without the cost Of shrinking, silencing, or shame— But love, wide open, without blame. It feels like roots that reach down deep, And let me rise without a leap. I’m grounded in a sacred name, Unshaken now by wind or flame. It feels like being fully seen And not once d...

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