When what separates us from The Gift was torn in two...
The day blood-stained love became our covering...
Peace was made...
So we could bear His fragrance and enter rest.
Celebrating Resurrection gifts...
Love I can't explain but receive...
Joy I can't articulate but dance in...
Song I didn't write... but sing...
He is RISEN...
He is RISEN INDEED!
May blessings and favor pour upon your Easter Sabbath,
The Hopefuls
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