<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510446" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Deep Silences Like Thunderbolts Were Hurled</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Deep silences like thunderbolts were hurled<br>through the noiseless deafness of my quiet world.<br>These sounds were generated from within<br>for my ears were not able to take sounds in.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the noisy world no sound could be heard<br>no clashing of drums or song of a bird.<br>My eyes could see your lips talking to me<br>but what you said remained a mystery.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cut off from the noisy world around<br>and from its vast cacophony of sound.<br>I could not hear a dog bark or baby cry, <br>the rustling wind or river rippling by.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then there down by the Sea of Galilee <br>they begged Jesus to lay his hands on me. <br>I was deaf and dumb and could hardly talk <br>but Jesus took me aside for a walk.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He reached out touching my tongue and my ear <br>cried out 'Ephphatha' and then I could hear. <br>My tongue was loosened and then I could speak <br>now I'm no longer an outcast or freak. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Overwhelmed and amazed at everything <br>I heard all the people His praises sing. <br>For although Jesus told them not to tell <br>they told everyone He'd done all things well.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Written after reading Mark 7: 31-37</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Royston">Royston</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510446" data-title="Deep Silences Like Thunderbolts Were Hurled de Royston" data-description="Deep silences like thunderbolts were hurled through the noiseless deafness of my quiet world. These sounds were generated from within for my ears were not able to take sounds in. From the noisy world no sound could be heard no clashing of drums o..."></div> </div> </div>

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