Inherit traits of “OUR” Father to reach out and touch with a foretaste of glory Divine. Abba, Father, “Hallowed” in Your presence are the feet of those who bring good news named to “BE” a Special race of people (red, yellow, black and white, we are precious in Your sight) called out by Your name.
“Christ-ones” come in all shades of “DO”ers with Your Word and the work You sent us to “DO” with a touch of Heaven on earth in “OUR” little corner of this sphere. The atmosphere of adoration and praise for Your Word at work is still in the world today as we cast out never to come back to You void.
This is the day You have given us to rejoice and “BE” glad. Forgive us for what makes You sad, “OUR” sin, that’s bad! We were mad “BE”living a lie. May we repay the debt of love paid on “OUR” behalf of hoarded resources? Pay backs are hard to come by. Show us the highway least traveled to Your abiding place. Deliver us from the evil one.
You put a smile on “OUR” face and a halo around “OUR” head to shine in a dark place. It’s catchy with an ever-glow-ray!