Hope, O you broken hearts, at last!
The King comes on in might,
He loved us in the ages past
When we sat wrapped in night;
Now are our sorrow o'er, and fear
And wrath to joy give place,
Since God has made us in his grace
His children evermore.
That looks like a beautiful winter's day in your photo.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Clare. I took it the other day; then we had lots of snow yesterday, but warm temperatures and rain all day melted 95 percent of it. :( I was liking that Christmas scenery.
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