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December 15, 2012

For this heartbreaking weekend...

 
God on high
Hear my prayer
In my need
You have always been there

{They are} young
{They're| afraid
Let {them} rest
Heaven blessed.
Bring {them} home ...

Bring {them} peace
Bring {them} joy ...

Bring {them} home.
 

 
A song I have always loved, sung beautifully here.

2 comments:

Natalie~Coffee and a Book Chick said...

Beautiful song. This weekend is so devastating to hear the news unfold piece by piece.

Darlene said...

We have heavy hearts at our house and have been in a state of disbelief since hearing of the news yesterday.