Ashes to Blessings

Last night I had the strangest dream
I ever dreamed before
The rain at night it sent me peace
And He came in through the door

Hate had fled like a bad smell
Through an open window
All had put their best dress on
That of their pretty soul

Like flowers arrayed 'fore kindly Sun
Graceful morning had come
Everyone cried out for joy:
Here comes the Risen Son!