In a garden walking and talking
On a tower, confounding and scattering
On the battlefield conquering
On a ladder descending and ascending
Wrestling and renaming
On the banks drawing out the basket
In a burning bush not consumed
In a wall of miles high water
In a stable housing strong creatures
In a hurry to do the Father’s business
On the water, arms outstretched
In a crowd, giving and taking away
On an unbroken donkey
At the table of the Passover Feast
On a hill, on a cross
In grave clothes, in a tomb
On a hill, going the same as the coming
In our hearts 💖 changing and healing
A New Life 