Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
Breathless, Joyous, Proclamation
Mary procured a ticket for one of Leonard Cohen's concerts in Hamilton for my Birthday. Maggie our youngest daughter came with me.
If it be your will
That a voice be true
From this broken hill
I will sing to you
From this broken hill
All your praises
they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing
Humble, Consuming , Mercy
From the moment he took the stage, thru two and a half hours, over thirty songs and three encores to the final final strains of Ruth's blessing being sung over us... we were gripped by the passion of a captured heart that can do nothing else but proclaim.
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
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