Christ Walks the World – I’m Going with Him
Christ walks the world again, his lute upon his back, His red robe worn to tatters, his riches gone to …
Christ walks the world again, his lute upon his back, His red robe worn to tatters, his riches gone to …
Lost And Found I missed him when the sun began to bend; I found him not when I had lost …
In catastrophes we seek refuge. If there had anywhere appeared in space another place of refuge, where to flee, our …