Resurrection Sunday
Now, O Death, where is they sting?
Death is swallowed up in victory!
He is risen!
He is risen indeed!
Sunday, March 23, 2008
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"When earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded, and youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it --lie down for an aeon or two. Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew..." ~Rudyard Kipling~
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Psalm 121:8 (KJV)
The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
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