It is in the quiet of morning, that God sings to my heart a love song so strong and pure that nothing can stand against it and beauty finds rest.–Deana O’Hara
What moves you?
What voice calls you in the morning?
Where do you find rest?
It is in the quiet of morning, that God sings to my heart a love song so strong and pure that nothing can stand against it and beauty finds rest.–Deana O’Hara
What moves you?
What voice calls you in the morning?
Where do you find rest?