There are things that are old when we think about them. They are vast in range yet seem so simple. Sunday night while standing on the platform of my church praise singing as I have several times before I realized that I don't have the same drive that many of the old time hymn writers had.
Amazing grace how sweet the sound....
When we all get to heaven....
Out from under the shadows....
Come on and walk on the water with me....
The most power songs are not the contemporary ones that we all know and sing but those that tell a story of how they came to be.
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