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Like a Lion

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Though I roar like a lion,
I come not to devour.
Though My heart churns,
I will not My fierceness pour.
Though My sympathy stirs,
I bring not my sharp terror.
And though you come near
     with great trembling,
I will let you dwell in My den
     with my arms encircling.
 

Hosea 11

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by J Alan R
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