Annie's Blog

Thinking of innocent little lives lost in Connecticut. May God be with their families. Isaiah had foretold it in words of promise sure, and Mary's arms enfold it-- a gentle maiden pure. Through God's eternal will this child to her is given at midnight calm and still. This Rose, whose fragrance tender with sweetness fills the air, dispels in glorious splendor the darkness everywhere; As human, yet true God, from sin and death now save us and lightens every load. BEHOLD A ROSE IS GROWING   words and tune May God make known himself to the families in the wee small hours of loss and loneliness, raw grief and pain. May they be aware of his deep deep Love for them, and for innocent children everywhere.