Thine Bee The Glory
Honeyrun Farm
-Posted by Isaac
Thine be the glory
risen, conquering Son;
endless is the victory,
thou o'er death hast won;
angels in bright raiment
rolled the stone away,
kept the folded grave clothes
where thy body lay.
We had a little Handel at Christmas, how about some Easter Handel!
If nothing else, this hymn presented a chance to use up some old pictures. Whether they make sense... I'll let you decide.
It's looking like like a beautiful day. Hope you find your chocolate bunny.
Happy Easter!