"We come to give thanks: for earth and sea and sky in harmony of color, the air of the eternal seeping through the physical, the everlasting glory dipping into time, we praise Thee." George F. MacLeod
Within our silencethe Song.
Within our longingthe Promise.
Within our darknessthe Light.
Within our sorrowthe Presence.
Within our tumult the Comfort.
Within our long waitingthe comingof God.
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