Carols are ringing…
His praises singing. In the
dell; in the lea. Let all know
that His truth remains…as Easter
draws nigh. If it was not for His
blood none of us could abide with
Him. He is now calling, to all, receive
my love…receive my love. For this world
is but a breath we breathe. And what would
then become of us…? Save for His love…
to redeem, to rescue. I bide my time till
He doth come…His return draweth nigh.
All those who receive Him whilst be by His side.