In these difficult times when my days are filled with hassle with jobhunting, dealing with the DWP, and trying to sort out creditors, I have been glad to be reminded of a song which I came across as part of my reader training. I vaguely recall that it comes from the
Iona community, so apologies to them if I am breaching copyright by quoting the words below. I can only suggest you buy it from them if it is available.
The song is:
Even though the day be laden
And my task dreary
And my strength small,
This song keeps singing in my head,
For I know that I am Thine
I am part of Thee
Thou art kin to me
And all my times, all my times
Are in thy hand.
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