I Live In A Village Where People

When The Trees And The Power Lines Crashed Around You, When The Very Roof Gave Way Above You, When The Light Turned To Darkness And Water Turned To Dust, Did You Call On Him? When You Called On Him, Was He Somewhere Up There, Or Was He As Near As Your Very Breath?

When We Turn From Our Sin, And Have The Blessed Forgiveness Of The Almighty, Then We Can Ask Him To Run Things, And Let Him Be In Charge.

In Ireland There’s No Such Thing As Bad Weather ~~~ Only The Wrong Clothes. (in The Company Of Others)

I'd Like You To Know That I Have Forgiven Him. Again And Again. Once Done, Course, Back Comes The Enemy To Persecute And Persecute, And I Must Ante Up To God And Forgive Yet Again.

Give Me Faith, Lord, To Know Your Presence As Surely As I Know The Beating Of My Own Heart. I've Felt So Far From You.