A Sunday Doxology
In the
fog, filth, and floundering
of a world weary of itself
there is yet hope
for you never grow tired.
You never
grow weary.
Thank you.
Sola Gratia
In the
fog, filth, and floundering
of a world weary of itself
there is yet hope
for you never grow tired.
You never
grow weary.
Thank you.
