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goodbye. in the predawn, he took his last breath, fell asleep, and awakened into the heart of god. and now, colin knows intimately of what the 17th-century anglican priest and poet, john dunn, wrote. bring us, o lord god, in that last awakening, in the household and gates of heaven, to enter into that gate and will in that house, where there shall be no darkness nor dazzling, but one equal light. no noise, nor silence, but one equal music.
o lord, my god when i in awesome wonder consider all the worlds thy hands hast made i see the stars i hear the rolling thunder thy power throughout the universe displayed then sings my soul my savior god to thee how great thou art
need to talk about how they lived and what they built. we have to talk about what s left behind. that story lasts for a hundred years. the massacre was two days. o lord there can never be a light to take the darkness away people say why don t you leave here? because the memory of something that i will never see anywhere else is still here. these pages contain all the photographs of my ancestors who lived in greenwood. the memory. we re connected to our memories. olivia hooker who was a survivor