Great is Thy faithfulness
from mourning
to morning;
From death-ridden dusk
to mercy.

Great is my lacking
my nature
like gravity
a natural decline
so easy.

Great is my darkness
my damage
my fault
My sins, though thrown
to the sea.

Great is Thy mercy
loving, composing
A symphony
out of messed
strings.

Mi esposo esta pensando en movernos a Santiago, Chile. Hay mucho que considerar de eso.

My real blog is at iridiscente.livejournal.com