Horatius Bonar, 1866

When the weary, seeking rest,
To Thy goodness flee;
When the heavy laden cast
All their load on Thee;
When the troubled, seeking peace,
On Thy Name shall call;
When the sinner, seeking life,
At Thy feet shall fall:

Hear then in love, O Lord, the cry
In Heav’n, Thy dwelling place on high.

Hymns

I'm going to start a weekly hymn posting--just a verse or two that soothed and comforted me during the week. I'll start by publishing a post I wrote last week after coming home from church. The first is the lead verse of a song I sang with the choir and the second was played during communion:

"When I can read my title clear
to mansions in the skies,
I'll bid farewell to every fear,
and wipe my weeping eyes."

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"Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood
shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransomed church of God
Be saved, to sin no more:
Be saved to sin no more, be saved, to sin no more..."

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a good reason to be in church (and possibly almost maybe a good reason to live and not be dead yet)

Back in the day...

Ah, the good old days, where instead of stopping his son, a father would sit back and take a picture of the boy's big moment! :-]

Newsworthy woman

*sits down in front of computer*

www.yahoo.com

Katie Couric "steps into the spotlight as the first woman to anchor the evening news solo."

*click*

"She's the first woman hired to anchor one of the three network nightly newscasts on her own. Predecessors Barbara Walters, Connie Chung and Elizabeth Vargas only got their jobs in partnership with men.
That milestone moved Rochelle Riley, columnist at the Detroit Free Press, to urge women across the country to watch Couric.
'You don't have to be a fan,' Riley wrote. 'You don't even have to like the news. But progress requires it.' "

*pause*

Sweeeeet. Rock on dudette!

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now where'd I put my beer...?