In Easter service today, this was the last stanza of "This Joyful Eastertide" by George Ratcliffe Woodward (1984):
"My flesh in hope shall rest, and for a season slumber, till trump from east to west shall wake the dead in number."
In Easter service today, this was the last stanza of "This Joyful Eastertide" by George Ratcliffe Woodward (1984):
"My flesh in hope shall rest, and for a season slumber, till trump from east to west shall wake the dead in number."
ThankQ for posting that. No coincidences in the Great Awakening
Trump will awaken those that have been so asleep that they were practically dead to the corruption around them? Worldwide?
That's fucking retarded. Till trump from east to west shall wake the dead in number. Now I see what the problem, you have a mental illness.
What's the problem with you? You can't take a coincidence in good humor?