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Poem: Come Forth!
In the quiet town of Bethany
lived two sisters and one brother;
they were Mary, Martha and Lazarus -
people deeply loved by Christ, as none other.
Unexpectedly, Lazarus fell terminally sick;
begging that He not tarry and be late,
multiple messages were urgently sent
forgetting that we upon the Lord must wait.
To justify feelings of utmost despair
the sisters individually met the Chris...
Thursday 8th May 2014 7:10 pm
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