Well, I guess yesterday was so long, I thought it was two days worth. Can't believe it's only tuesday. Did you see that Vince Vaughn is gonna be in a Santa Claus-type movie? The amazing thing is that even with all that weight he's put on, he's not even gonna be Santa! Ha ha ha... moving on. Umm, oh! Read on the news this morning that it has recently come out that cats do
not always land on their feet! That's just terrible. I'd hate to be the cats in
that experiment. "OK we got the 35 foot drop coming up!" "MEEEOOOOOUUUCCCCHHHH!!!!" ......Oh come on, you could at least give me a smile at that one! Tough crowd today!
So what's up today? I'm working, and then going to a job interview probably. Trying to bring in some more dough! Yeah we'll see how that goes.
This song is one of the first ones that playe don my computer this morning, and I thought I'd share it with you. I've never heard the entire thing, but I included every verse just cuz. Enjoy!
COME THOU FOUNTCome, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.
Sorrowing I shall be in spirit,
Till released from flesh and sin,
Yet from what I do inherit,
Here Thy praises I’ll begin;
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by Thy great help I’ve come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood;
How His kindness yet pursues me
Mortal tongue can never tell,
Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me
I cannot proclaim it well.
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless day.It's a really beautiful song with a very true message. Have a great day!
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