The man died!

Words are few, tears overflow, pain is blisss as hurts hinder; yes the man died!
But In your presence the golden candles are never unlit and truly smelling savours of broken spirits are always sweet…

In your presence death dies and mortality disappears, For your tender mercy and grace preserve, your love endures…

Unashamed, unrestrained; unabashed, unafraid, I come broken

Open our eyes today to see the light of your presence; to see clearly, hear properly and know enough…

From this tearful broken spirits and sombre contrition we pray today…

For Elder Isaiah by ElderJohn 


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