Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Easter Octave #3

A cry goes out through all the land,
Come join with us, a merry band!
We walk in love, we laugh at fear,
For Joy is ours, God has drawn near!
Why languish still in dark of night?
Why cower in the cold of fright?
Enter Rest and cultivate Peace,
The Mighty are fallen: rise Least!

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