Winter; cold, but not so glum,
For under snow and under sun,
In fallen leaves and times to come,
The promise of Spring is waiting.
Fallen man; but all’s not lost,
For in our Lord and at His cost,
In renewed life from death’s cold frost,
Eternal life is waiting.
For under snow and under sun,
In fallen leaves and times to come,
The promise of Spring is waiting.
Fallen man; but all’s not lost,
For in our Lord and at His cost,
In renewed life from death’s cold frost,
Eternal life is waiting.
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