TO SAY OR NOT TO SAY…
Sometimes there’s something to say, but this isn’t the time to say it. Sometimes there’s something to say, but it’s
Sometimes there’s something to say, but this isn’t the time to say it. Sometimes there’s something to say, but it’s
Instead of tossing and turning thru’ the night, Refusing to eat because you can’t do something, don’t have something, Weeping
Come, come, I bid you come, Come into the beautiful City of Zion; The resting place and habitation of Adonai,
The time to do those things you ought to do, but haven’t done them because you feel you are not
There it is, moving with great force, Then changing to a cool night breeze. Though I can hear it, Even