"Should you go first and I remain to finish with the scroll
No lessening shadows shall ever creep in to make this life seem droll
We've known so much of happiness we've had our cup of joy
And memory is one gift of God that death cannot destroy
I want to know each step you take that I may walk the same
For someday down that lonely road you'll hear me call your name
Should you go first and I remain one thing I'll have you do
Walk slowly down that long long path for soon I'll follow you
In that fair homeland we'll know no parting beyond the sunset for evermore."
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Serpentine 65:2-6
As I gazed at the glory of the throne, a soft wind blew over the backs of my shoulders. "Relax, relax, relax," said the Lord. My mouth became sweet with the taste of honey as my body slid to the ground. The light of the temple pressed me into the dirt, filth as filth that I am.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
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