Race to Zion

Unto the heights I look, And see my heavenly home, And often seemeth it in faith As though that day were come To enter in delight, My soul a citizen, That city golden with His light, That new Jerusalem! Blessed land, blessed land, That new Jerusalem! Zion's Harp, # 326, v. 2

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Location: Westfield Center, OH, United States

Sunday, April 23, 2006

I'm back, safe and sound.

I've returned from Egypt, safe and sound. Unfortunately, I've got an Arcaheology midterm I'll be studyig for, so a more thorough update will be temporarily postponed.

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