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or the present?
yea america peer reviews all laws
the old one was from music students that had never sung sacred harp before
ma wendy's is here
of the less than 10% of a state population in any given state maybe a 10th of those actually carry, so I;m at a loss as to why what happened in Minnesota is somehow an indictment of the merits of conceal carry
Minnesota gun laws are fairly strict
Grace! ’Tis a charming sound,
Harmonious to the ear;
Heav’n with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.
Grace first contrived the way
To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that grace display,
Which drew the wondrous plan.
Grace taught my wand’ring feet
To tread the heav’nly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet,
While pressing on to God.
Grace all the work shall crown
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heav’n the topmost stone,
And well deserves our praise.
I could keep posting the whole series, but if you like it you can go watch the entire playlist
second ireland sacred harp convention
Sacred Harp is a genre of sacred music invented in colonial America
It's dying out in America
It's seeing a resurection in Europe
another favorite
I could go on with the ones that are my favorite forver
Come, my soul and let us try
For a little season
Ev’ry burden to lay by,
Come and let us reason.
What is this that casts thee down?
Who are those that grieve thee?
Speak and let the worst be known?
Speaking may relieve thee.
top contender for favorite
Love divine, all love excelling,
Joy of heav’n to earth come down;
Fix in us Thy humble dwelling,
All Thy faithful mercies crown!
Jesus, Thou art all compassion,
Pure, unbounded love Thou art;
Visit us with Thy Salvation;
Enter ev’ry trembling heart.
There then to Thee Thine own I leave,
Mold as Thou wilt my passive clay;
But let me all Thy stamp receive,
But let me all Thy words obey.
Serve with a single heart and eye,
And to Thy glory live or die.
One of the best laments of the convention
Remember, Lord, our mortal state;
How frail our lives! how short the date!
Where is the man that draws his breath,
Safe from disease, secure from death?
Lord, while we see whole nations die,
Our flesh and sense repine and cry;
Must death forever rage and reign?
Or hast Thou made mankind in vain?
I'll leave you with that
nah
can't leave with that
here's something hopeful
Salvation, O the joyful sound!
’Tis pleasure to our ears;
A sov’reign balm for ev’ry wound,
A cordial for our fears.
Buried in sorrow and in sin,
At hell’s dark door we lay;
But we arise by grace divine
To see a heav’nly day.
Salvation! Let the echo fly
The spacious earth around;
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.
strange strange times
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HZeAYsz7rvw
@Lord Zedd A convenient release to distract from a lot of the other shit going on.