mandag 24. oktober 2011

I loved a lass, a fair one, As fair as e`er was seen; she was indeed a rare one, But, fine as another Sheba queen..


I didn`t go to the moon,
I went much further - for
time is the longest distance 
between two places...


Father, hear the prayer we offer;
Not for the ease that prayer shall be,
But for strength that we may ever
Live our lives courageously.


Not for ever in green pastures
Do we ask our way to be.
But the steep and rugged pathway
May we tread rejoicingly.

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