SLEEPLESS IN SARASOTA




During sleepless nights  (frequent in my case)  I try not to fret and fuss.  Instead I sing aloud the hymns of my youth. (Zion doesn't seem to mind).

I sometimes surprise myself by remembering every verse of every hymn.

"Yes God Is Good"  came to my my and voice on Sunday night (6th June).

I doubt that I've sung this hymn in three score years, but it all came back to me.

It's a mid-Victorian hymn of simple faith, clearly written by someone who lived in the country side and not in an industrial town or city.

I offer it to you  -  did you also sing it many years back?


https://youtu.be/VthiQXgNXAM


(P.S.  I do not, by choice, have a clock in my bedroom.  Nor do I wear my watch. I choose not to ascertain the time -  that would only make me fret a wee bit more).

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