A Father's Day Poem in Memory of My Dad
Rippling waters
Flow down from the mount.
Pure the saints gather
In Light from the Son,
Rejoicing as one
In every tongue.
Flow down from the mount.
Pure the saints gather
In Light from the Son,
Rejoicing as one
In every tongue.
See you there someday, Papa.
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Post a CommentThis is so awesome! As Believers, death isn't the end of the journey, but the next step. Imagine how great the Reunion is gonna be!