A Hymn

We cannot sing redemption's hymn alone. My task is not completed until I have lifted every voice with mine.

And yet it is not mine, for as it is my gift to you, so was it the Father's gift to me, given me through His Spirit.

The sound of it will banish sorrow from the mind of God's most holy Son, where it cannot abide.

Healing in time is needed, for joy cannot establish its eternal reign where sorrow dwells.

You dwell not here, but in eternity. You travel but in dreams, while safe at home. Give thanks to every part of you that you have taught how to remember you.

Thus does the Son of God give thanks unto his Father for his purity.