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Like a trace of mist at morning
Like a trace of mist at morning
by Andrew Pratt
Like a trace of mist at morning, golden in the rising sun, grace remains beyond the dawning of the grief that has begun. See Elisha followed after old Elijah, near to death; holding onto something special: gracious spirit, near as breath. Verses 3-4 folllow Tune: ST OSWALD; WRAYS…
When our lives are tossed and windswept
When our lives are tossed and windswept
by Andrew Pratt
When our lives are tossed and windswept, twisted, spun and turned around, God is in the swirling darkness, leads our feet to solid ground. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: WRAYSBURY; WYCHBOLD Metre: 8.7.8.7 Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 2/3/2013 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, w…
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