Yours
Grace rain down
Like early birdsong
as children playing
All belong
To the glory held
By all we’ve known
Cascading down
Flowing through
You
Hope ring out
Like church bells ringing
Choirs of voices
Reaching, singing
Knowing walls
Don’t hold the spirit
Kneeling, weeping
In the glorious
Knowing we are
Yours
Faith that’s planted
Growing,
Knowing we are
Yours.
09/08/25
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