Branch to branch

We hail unto Thee,

Then kiss me intently upon the lips

 Stretching me completely.


Wave this banner to and fro,

‘Tis its peace we desire,

For the dove of Noah brought this twig,

 To let a Son’s heart transpire.


None worthy

Are cries heard above,

But by the Son of God we’re set free.

 Hail His Spirit sent like a dove.


The olive branch will sprout,

And flows His peace upon us.

For time unto time it still carries,

This love of Christ Jesus.



 Branch To Branch by Ronhales                                                                                                                                                Isaiah 11:1-5

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