The Lenten Season
Ashes on my forehead
And I hear words of warning
Ashes to Ashes
Dust to Dust
But joy comes in the morning
And my ashes become the oil of gladness
Darkened ash is transformed
To a crown of golden celebration
In the Lenten Season
The sun continues to rise with glory
Because His mercies are new
And are fresh each morning
And the wild geese
They celebrate each morning
No fasting for them
As they wing their way to heaven.
And so in the Lenten Season
My face is bright
And God’s gentle rain
Removes Lenten ashes from the heart
And in my heart
There springs a new song
Of the wonder and glory of God
Like birds sing to celebrate each new day.
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
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