Falls of the Hinterlands sontaim

He doesn't, bartholomew commented carefully. it is the thought. as with all things. ones prayers did not need to be perfect, nor did the acts they did, but things must be thoughtful and tended to with care.

he sucked in a deep breath, feeling some near thought of sheepishness. why should that matter? heda did not judge. God did not judge.

to Him who made the great lights,
for His lovingkindness is everlasting:

this started in a low, slow rumble. warming up into something more rhythmic.

the sun to rule by day,
for His lovingkindness is everlasting,
the moon and stars to rule by night,
for His lovingkindness is everlasting.