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Let the broken-hearted rejoice

In God’s hands. When my life is in God’s hands, everything looks very different. I wrote ‘Let the broken hearted rejoice’ when my sister, Liz died.  The words of the poem describe how I felt at the time.  It is hard to imagine that God can meet you in such a place of pain, grief, loss
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