by: Shirley Satterfield
I love you, Lord, And I want to dig deep in my soul Until I strike gold. I want to be the Wise Man That gives You the gold From deep in my soul.????
Beautiful, Shirley, Merry Christmas may the all the years that are yours be blessed with the joy of a beautiful life.
Thank you so much, Guildford. May the season’s winter solstice winds bring you and all you hold dear Santa’s jolly cheeked cheer. And may this New Year bring you absolutely nothing to fear and the God of starry, starry heaven hold you real near to His breast while you you do your best to live and love.