A Song for the Prodigals
Arise, cry out in the night,At the beginning of the watches;Pour out your heart like water before the face of the Lord.Lift your hands toward HimFor the life of your young children,Who faint from hunger at the head of every street.(Lamentations 2:19) We are living in a time of unimagined and unimaginable change. For countless numbers of…
By the Hill Path
This too is worship: —on rise of earth and scattered rockand gentle roll of pastured hillock,verdant soldiers bent by breathuncurl, and stand erect to gaze upon their milky-headed sistersaglow with covenantal cluster;iridescence dancing to the rhythm of creation singing praise.
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