Through the city streets they hurried
Through the city streets they hurried
by Andrew Pratt
Through the city streets they hurried where each shadow, like a shroud, hung across the darkened doorways, sounds of commerce echoed, loud. This had been the scene of bloodshed, Hist’ry heard, a nation sighed, factions fought and people suffered, mothers wept while children cried
When the stars were shining brightly
When the stars were shining brightly
by Andrew Pratt
When the stars were shining brightly, over silent, sand and stone, through the desert God had led us, seeking rest where we might home. Our companion, friend, defender, cloudy pillar, fiery light, brought us safe through fear and danger, to the morning from our night. Verse 2 fol
When we fail temptation's testing