Kevin Gebo

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@JeffPurtle Ай бұрын

So beautiful and moving! Thanks to you all for your service. It inspires anyone that has heard you.

@EnderSlayer1301 Жыл бұрын

Among us

@ulfricstormcloak9733 2 жыл бұрын

I've listened to it yesterday at Warsaw Chopin University. Amazing piece!

@heidijohnson2136 4 жыл бұрын

Beautiful tribute for our Carly. Thank you so much for doing this for Andy and the family. God bless you all and thank you for your service.

@andreaartley5071 4 жыл бұрын

An absolutely beautiful tribute to a young life gone too soon and her grieving family.

@joemikehap 4 жыл бұрын

Thanks for this remembrance

@TheMunchingBirchTree 4 жыл бұрын

May god bring peace among the Allphin family. Absolutely beautiful.

@MarcusBess 4 жыл бұрын

Amazing and beautiful tribute.

@bkhaderlie 4 жыл бұрын

Thank you for that beautiful tribute. Those wonderful hymns bring peace and comfort. You might be interested in the words to these two hymns, I Need Thee Every Hour and Oh My Father. Here they are: I Need Thee Every Hour Text: Annie S. Hawks, 1835-1918 Music: Robert Lowry, 1826-1899 I need thee every hour, Most gracious Lord. No tender voice like thine Can peace afford. I need thee, oh, I need thee; Every hour I need thee! Oh, bless me now, my Savior; I come to thee! I need thee every hour; Stay thou nearby. Temptations lose their pow’r When thou art nigh. I need thee every hour, In joy or pain. Come quickly and abide, Or life is vain. I need thee every hour, Most holy One. Oh, make me thine indeed, Thou blessed Son! I need thee, oh, I need thee; Every hour I need thee! Oh, bless me now, my Savior; I come to thee! Oh My Father Text: Eliza R. Snow, 1804-1887 Music: James McGranahan, 1840-1907: O my Father, thou that dwellest In the high and glorious place, When shall I regain thy presence And again behold thy face? In thy holy habitation, Did my spirit once reside? In my first primeval childhood Was I nurtured near thy side? For a wise and glorious purpose Thou hast placed me here on earth And withheld the recollection Of my former friends and birth; Yet ofttimes a secret something Whispered, “You’re a stranger here,” And I felt that I had wandered From a more exalted sphere. I had learned to call thee Father, Thru thy Spirit from on high, But, until the key of knowledge Was restored, I knew not why. In the heav’ns are parents single? No, the thought makes reason stare! Truth is reason; truth eternal Tells me I’ve a mother there. When I leave this frail existence, When I lay this mortal by, Father, Mother, may I meet you In your royal courts on high? Then, at length, when I’ve completed All you sent me forth to do, With your mutual approbation Let me come and dwell with you.

@JeffPurtle Ай бұрын

Beautiful words!