So I'm posting this on the handset instead. One of these days, perhaps, scarlatti and I can both get online simultaneously.
So, content ... Umm ...
We sang this at Church this morning:
2. God is love, and is enfolding
all the world in one embrace;
His unfailing grasp is holding
every child of every race;
And when human hearts are breaking
under sorrow's iron rod,
That same sorrow, that same aching
wrings with pain the heart of God.
Timothy Rees (1874-1939)