Beverly and Thomas Are Our Shepherds
Music: Vom Himmel hoch, da komm ich her. (BWV 700)
By J.S. Bach. Sequenced by Margareth Greentree at
Kunst der Fuge.
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Beverly and Thomas are our
shepherds, Evangelists of universal love, Vested in a faith whose yearnings move Errant wanderers unknowing homeward. Rejoice, then, in their ministry, for they Long have kept us safe within the fold, Years on tenterhooks, if truth be told, As we by nature find fair cause to stray. Nor is their message ever less than joy, Drawn clearly on the canvas of their grace, Their double portrait hung above our days, Happily the mirror of our faith. Out in the world the sirens faith destroy, Making love a mask to hide the face, As love itself's the song the shepherd plays, Simply making music of each breath. |
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