THE FIELDS ARE WHITE, THE LABORERS ARE FEW. WE RUN DOWN THE HILLS LIKE HORSES THAT ARE FREE, FREE IN OUR LAND, BROTHER TO BROTHER, SISTER TO SISTER, AND FREE IN JESUS CHRIST. WE ARE NEVER ALONE, OUR COUNTRY IS OUR FAMILY. WE ARE ALL FAMILY, UNDERSTANDING ONE ANOTHER MORE THAN WE UNDERSTAND OURSELVES. THOUGH IN PAST TIMES HIDDEN BEHIND AN IRON CURTAIN, OUR PARENTS RAISED US TO BE FREE, UNAFRAID, INDEPENDENT, RESPECTFULL OF FRIEND, AND FAMILY. ALONE BUT NEVER ALONE, THE HILLS, ARE OUR PATHWAYS THAT WE KNOW WE CAN TRAVEL, THE WIND, OUR BREATH, THAT IS SO CLOSE IT TOUCHES ANOTHER. THOSE WHO PASSED LIFT US UP IN TIMES OF DISCOURAGEMENT, REMEMBERING THE SONGS, THE LAUGHTER AND THE DREAMS WE HAD WITH ONE ANOTHER. OUR NATIONAL ANTHEM SINGS, WE HAVE NOT DIED, UKRAINE HAS NOT DIED, OUR FOES WE CONQUERE. WHERE THERE IS LITTLE WE HAVE MUCH, AND APPRECIATE THE SUNRISE, SPRING, AND THE FLOWERS, THE GRASS BENEATH OUR FEET, AS WE RUN AND PLAY IN TRUE BROTHERHOOD AND IN FREEDOM OF OUR SPIRITS. COMING HOME TO THE COOKING OF BORSHT AND BREAD. THE LITTLE THINGS MAKE LIVING VALUABLE. OUR LAND OF SONGS OF POETRY, OF APPLES, POTATOES, OUR NEIGHBORS, AND OUR TREES, OUR HILLS, OUR WATER, OUR CREEKS, LAKES AND OUR OCEANS. FATHER THE FIRST FULL GOSPEL PEOPLE SETTLED IN EUROPE, WE
RE IN THE UKRAINE, THE MOVEMENT STARTED THERE LORD, IN VILLAGE, TO VILLAGE, LOVE WAS A MEANS OF OUR LIFE AND LOVE THE WAY OF LIFE. I THANK YOU LORD THAT THOUGH, THROUGH FAMINE, AND WARS, OUR UKRAINE HAS RECOVERED, FLOURISHED, AND BLOSSOMED, INTO A VIBRANT PLACE. WORKERS ARE SENT THERE, REVIVALS ARE THERE, FREEDOM TO PRAY, AND PREACH IS THERE, AND YOU ARE HERE WITH US LORD. HELP OUR PARENTS, AND OUR GRANDPARENTS, TO REMAIN STRONGE, AND I ASK YOUR BLESSINGS TO POUR OUT ON OUR COUNTRY, BROTHER TO BROTHER, NEIGHBOR TO NEIGHBOR WE UNITE IN PRAYER FOR HER UKRAINE, AND FOR OURSELFS, TO FIND GOOD IN EACH OTHER IN JESUS HOLY NAME. AMEN KALYNA 100% UKRAINIAN HEY!!