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Each Year It Floods My Heart Anew

Each year it floods my heart anew;
Excitement…anticipation…
The thrill as I sense the approach of the season
That lights up my face,
Makes my spirit to soar,
To rejoice in a promise of love and hope…
That in spite of all that is wrong
In the world and in me,
God opened the door to eternity;
His own precious Son, He gave willingly,
Through His life and death, setting us free.

 

ADW