All Saints Sunday
This All Saints Sunday, names were read,
The newly born, the lately dead,
The names of those who were baptized,
The names of those lives finalized.
God's blessings stamped on everyone,
Lives that are gone, lives just begun.
We must aspire to live our lives
As more than mothers, fathers, wives,
So that each life when lived and done
Has been another saintly one.
On All Saints Day, our souls can stand
And join up with the All Saints Band.
For Brian's "Faith contest"
Won HM in contest
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