The righteous man will flourish like the palm tree: he shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon. Planted in the house of the Lord, they will flourish in the courts of our God. They will still yield fruit in old age; they shall be full of sap and very green. Psalm 92:12-15
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Still
Oh the stillest night, Oh this perfect night,
How Glorious the heavens are
Expanse stretched so far
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia!
Oh the Stillest breeze, and the calmest ocean
Reflection so clear, Radiant beams from Thy holy face
Wonderous stars that lend to the night
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Wondrous star, lend thy light;
With the angels let us sing,
Alleluia to our King...
Oh the stillest night, Oh this perfect night,
How Glorious the heavens are
Expanse stretched so far
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia!
Oh the stillest night, Oh this perfect night,
How Glorious the heavens are
Expanse stretched so far
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia!
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