MARY CHRISTMAS
MARY CHRISTMAS
His candle shined upon my head, and ... by His light I walked through darkness....My root was spread out by the waters, and the dew lay all night upon my branch.The Book of Job
His candle shined upon my head, and ... by His light I walked through darkness....
My root was spread out by the waters, and the dew lay all night upon my branch.
The Book of Job