Crossing the Bar BY Lord Alfred Tennyson Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which...
Crossing the Bar BY Lord Alfred Tennyson Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which...
Today we are asking you our friends and readers to lend a moment and join us in Prayer, for Our Dear Aunt Juanita Aunt Juanita is the eldest of My Auntie’s here in Detroit. She’s fallen ill and now is in hospital on a respirator. we are asking for...
