All Glory Be To The Father
All Glory Be To The Father
Through all the wind blow days of wispy thought I hear you say "love shall conquere all and peace will cleanse our souls unity will bring love and and faith shall birth joy as our hearts are filled with hope onward we shall march down an ancient cobblestone road"
Come now come all ye faithful kneel down and give thanks for the sun has come to rise and I see it upon your face your steadfast love and selfless ways has created a prestigious spirit of grace
Out beyond the sunlit moon I see a simple beauty lieing in a quiet room
The Word of God rests upon the table
I open it...knowing with his strength I'll be able...
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2025
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