Sermons from Lyndale

For I am about to create new heavens and a new earth; the former things shall not be remembered or come to mind…

The Lone Wild Bird in lofty flight is still with Thee, nor leaves Thy Sight. And I am Thine, I rest in Thee, Great Spirit come and rest in me.

God, make us instruments of your peace… where there is hatred, may we sow love… in our words, in our prayers, in our lives. Amen.