[Continuing the idea of one of my old hymns on Sundays :] The Lamb who once was slain, the Lion is alive. He triumphed and will reign; he’s worthy to receive – all glory, praise that we can bring …
Running up with glee, need a little push, scared to start, fly free – slide with whoosh and rush! Swing, away you go – ‘see you soon’ ‘goodbye’, 'now...