found it
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time is in Your hand
where do we go from here
this skimpy tin is creaking
the roof above is shining down
the metal sky is waking
till summertime
the days of air
of green grass, open skies
we, lullabies will do for now
the comfort of a stare
oh meadows large, we miss you so
breathe in, that's all i know
but till the summertime of blooming,
the comfort of you there.
- grace. 071207
"For if the trumpet give an uncertain sound, who shall prepare himself to the battle?" - I Cor. 14:8
just read an email from sherie :
http://www.lasttrumpetministries.org/2007/December2007.html
you can get it from the above website.
once again, i'm reminded.
there is no playtime.
3:38 - 07.12.07
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