By His stripes He mends the division of man from His God
When flesh was torn, the curtain opened
then earth and Holy glory stared into respectful other
For He has satisfied His Father's justice
On the seat of mercy and that cursed tree
Yes, our King is risen, He is the Risen One
Our Bridgegroom beckons us with gladness
to a Kingdom far beyond this wilderness
where we will praise our Jesus in that land forever
For we are but sojourners in the dark world
yet in the presence of Son will that darkness flee
and everything having not His breath shall to the valley flee
where in the Valley of the Shadow of Death separate He flesh eternally
posted by Deirdre on 12:50 PM
The sky is blue
The grass is green
when I'm here holding you
The matter's gray
from my perspective
It matters not
when I'm without you
it matters not
this sky is blue
posted by Deirdre on 2:54 PM
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