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Grace
Rise Above
Rise up…Beautiful One. See! The winter is past…the rains are almost over. Buds are appearing, the Season of Song has come. Rise up…my Beautiful One. We’ve seen the scourging, stripes and spearing. We wait in silence. Blood poured out, sacrifice...
Song of the Afflicted
When the world’s weight rests on top the weary wounded what have they to do? Climb higher on the wire up towards heaven’s view. With words they weep for the afflicted, for they know affliction. And in their pain, songs of mercy sing. So you there; lost in...
Traveling Through
I would not exchange my years for youth. I carry troubles as tools, know struggles as my refining. I draw Water from the Rock and carry Love in my pocket!