All the dry bones, those buried in the ground
those whose ashes, their breath
spread to the four winds
An army of saints, waiting
to be raised up, given new life,
a new home with God
Breath, sinews, new bodies in the air
a place, a home with our savior
ready and prepared, waiting
An army of saints, those who have gone before
faithful, raised up, living once more
waiting in heaven for us
November 6, 2008
Ezekiel 37:1-14
Revelations 7:1-17
Psalm 78:1-7
1 Thessalonians 4:13-18
John 6:32-48
1 Corinthians 1:2-9
Ecclesiastes 3:1-13
Thursday, November 06, 2008
An Army of Saints
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