This is dedicated to all those who came before us, and all those that follow us.
"For its no secret that I love Jesus
and it's no secret that he loves me.
For it's no secret that he loves us all
So dearly that he died for you and me.
To make us sinners to realise what is right
And he sets us free.
Yes he's our friend
Who gave his life for you and me.
It's no secret that he's my friend in need.
Loving friend Jesus, for all to see.
If I am lonely I pray to he
And I feel his Holy Spirit comforts me.
No riches on earth could buy him from me
Because I love him and he loves me.
Olive Laurel Handy
5th January 1931
To
17th May 2004
The Call Home:
" Oh carry me back to the place you call home.
Dear Lord Jesus, your face to see,
A place without tears, bruises or spears,
Forever my soul set free.
Where love will abound, in a new land...
Where our loved ones all stand,
Where every one is free.
No need for a Doc, no sickness in this flock!
Where Jesus is our Light, will forever be bright.
Our new world King: Forever to be.
Oh come all those heavy laden
And I will set you free
The message is true, worship dear Lord Jesus.
Make this prayer for all who hear to come true.
From one generation to another. To love and be known - that to all who call upon His name, in his time, He calls us home.
Each knee will bend as He calls us all friend
And gives us our rest. I ask and pray to hear him say
" Dear loved one of mankind you tried and done your best.
Oh come into my rest.
(Olive Laurel Handy)
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Very nicely said a beautiful poetic statement of faith
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