Hymns are my peace
When peace like a river attendeth my way
When sorrows like see billows roll
Whatever my lot though hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well with my soul
I surrender all, All to Jesus I surrender I surrender all
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7 degrees, 14 degrees ..... Gosh these days are chilly but the sunshine is glorious! Each day little ice crystals for on the Russian Olives...
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These two cards made with love (and some fabulous Close to My Heart supplies) are to be given away to some lucky blogger! Just leave a comm...
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