O Love Divine! that stooped to share Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear....
The greatest gift Christ gave to me— Himself—from sin to set me free.
Now in the solitude of night, I realize how much of our family history is summed up in that tree.
Here is how you helped.
"...and when you pause, pray."
Let this be a comfort to you: Your story matters.
A gospel song written by a mailman and carried by thousands of other voices.
In the glow of early morning, In the solemn hush of night...
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
Jesus my spirit so tenderly calms, Holding me close in His mighty arms.