We gather for words of hope In losses hour.
Telling each other as from death we cower.
Life for the living the dead their place found.
But we cannot stop fretting for which direction they are bound.
But one whom you know, there is no threat where they will go.
For in their faith and the seeds of hope long they’ve sown.
Heavens gate wide open for them is thrown.
You, and I, our troubles this night.
Grow from not knowing our own plight.
Will you say, will you pray, will you walk in the path from Galilee?


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