Dusk to Dawn
Things of Poetry
O come, O come Emmanuel,
Cries of men ring,
Hurriedly, he arrived,
To the beck and call of His love
Yet the guiles of sin blind,
To the cross he went,
Graciously, I must say,
Away to the tomb,
Time to wait for dawn.
Happy Good Friday
As you enjoy this Easter holiday, do some sweet reading:
Conviction and Its Legs
Beautiful Are Your Feet?
Say...Discernment
They cried "come oh come Emmanuel". Emmanuel came and they cried "Crucify Him"... The guiles of sin truly blinds.