Weary was that ancient spring, its air, feel the chill,
The Beloved now lies broken, in Mary’s arms, so still.
So freedom might be just reward, curse of death repeal,
Streams of mercy flowing, His blood down Calvary’s hill.
~ D.F.
Weary was that ancient spring, its air, feel the chill,
The Beloved now lies broken, in Mary’s arms, so still.
So freedom might be just reward, curse of death repeal,
Streams of mercy flowing, His blood down Calvary’s hill.
~ D.F.
This is wonderful! The love of God is wonderful.
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It truly is! Amen.
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You are such a talented artist, everything on your page is simply beautiful!
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Many thanks, Lisa, glad you enjoy the blog 🙂
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Wow, I like this very much. I have always enjoyed silhouettes of trees against the sky, but the leaves near the bottom catching the light set this one apart.
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Thanks, Dave. Totally agree with you. Those leaves make the photo 🙂
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Very nice composition! Have to agree with Dave about the leaves…. I’ve been shooting a lot of tree silhouettes, but haven’t been able to catch the light as you have here. Now i know what to look for!
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Many thanks, Aaron, appreciate your comments 🙂 Have fun with your photography!
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I love the black and white and wonderful verticality of this image-lovely Daniel!
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Thanks, Meg, so glad you like it 🙂 Have a great day!
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