ON.THE.WINGS.OF.A.SNOW.WHITE.DOVE_ SHP.LA V-7 N-5 SUNDAY_ 65-1128E

225      Why, me an old man, suffered all my life, why did He heal me now? I believe I’ll ride this trail again, I got to bring a Message! And I say to my Father, tonight, (as Junior seen in a–a dream the other night of the wings of this Dove, moving in these windows here), Lord, Your servant’s reporting for service. Amen, I’m ready!