By: Ardis E. Parshall - January 07, 2016 Samaritan By Sylvia Probst Young You came in that dark hour of my grief,That hour of poignant loneliness and doubt,When hope’s small candle suddenly burned out.You came – and was it strange I found reliefIn tender eyes that spoke your sympathy,And warming strength within your healing hand?I should have known that you would understand,For you have had your own Gethsemane. You had no words to gi...
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