The house lights dimmed until the stage glowed like dawn breaking through a veil of night. Bill and Gloria Gaither sat close together near the front, their hands folded, eyes wet with memory. The choir stood motionless, a wall of voices waiting. And then — all at once — the hush turned toward the center.
THE KING IS COMING: Guy Penrod and the Gaithers Deliver a Night That Felt Like…
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