Who is this? That’s what the disciples are asking. That’s what the people are asking? Who is this? Someone who teaches with authority! Someone who can still a storm! Someone
Going through the motions, But is there more to life? I’d never stopped to question, ‘Till it kept me up at night. My head was full of questions Like it’d
Beneath the quiet Doncaster sky, Where Woodlands’ winds move soft and slow, All Saints stands watch with patient eye, A steadfast friend through ebb and flow. Its stones recall the