Follow in the darkest nights the things that impel you

Taking Over Me

The answer is blowing in the wind

A social persona

So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late

girl in mellow yellow

You will be hated by all because of my name

THIRTY-THIRD SUNDAY IN ORDINARY TIME




Lo, the day is coming, blazing like an oven,
when all the proud and all evildoers will be stubble,
and the day that is coming will set them on fire,
leaving them neither root nor branch,
says the LORD of hosts.
But for you who fear my name, there will arise
the sun of justice with its healing rays