The vineyard has ripened,
new words on the vine
The meanings have deepened,
new blessings Divine
Consecration so sacred,
the blood pouring free
The verses fermented,
I drink unto thee
The vineyard has ripened,
fresh words on the vine
With faith still unshaken,
my thoughts and prayers—Thine
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2016)
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