Fourth Sunday in Lent
It is perhaps not unfitting for this "social distancing" to be going on during Lent; we're meant to alter our behaviors temporarily and reflect upon unthinking habits, after all. It's just being enforced by the State for a change. But some things remain constant despite all the upheaval: despite what I said on Friday about the puppy, I am going to be trying to keep this blog running as close to normal as I can manage, and aside from today's note, I intend to ignore all the COVID-19 worry and discussion. This is a place for music, silly doodles, the occasional piece of fiction, and the now-traditional Wednesday screen cap spam. Nothing's going to change on that front, and I'll try to keep the navel-gazing well under control.
What wonderous love is this, O my soul?
What wonderous love is this, that caused the Lord of Bliss to bear the dreadful curse for my soul?
To God and to the Lamb I will sing!
To God and to the Lamb, who is the great I AM, while millions join the theme, I will sing!
And when from death I'm free, I'll sing on!
And when from death I'm free, I'll sing and joyful be, and through eternity I'll sing on!
What wonderous love is this, O my soul?
What wonderous love is this, that caused the Lord of Bliss to bear the dreadful curse for my soul?
To God and to the Lamb I will sing!
To God and to the Lamb, who is the great I AM, while millions join the theme, I will sing!
And when from death I'm free, I'll sing on!
And when from death I'm free, I'll sing and joyful be, and through eternity I'll sing on!