IN REMEMBRANCE OF THE ONES WE LOST; IN NEW YORK CITY, WASHINGTON,DC AND SHANKSVILLE, PENNSYLVANIA
GROUND ZERO; JULY 5, 2005
HYMN OF PROMISE:
In the bulb there is a flower; in the seed, an apple tree;
In cocoons, a hidden promise: butterflies will soon be free!
In the cold and snow of winter there’s a spring that waits to be,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.
There’s a song in every silence, seeking word and melody;
There’s a dawn in every darkness, bringing hope to you and me.
From the past will come the future; what it holds, a mystery,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.
In our end is our beginning; in our time, infinity;
In our doubt there is believing; in our life, eternity,
In our death, a resurrection; at the last, a victory,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.
HYMN OF PROMISE
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