[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] It is too wonderful to plumb how wide and full your scanning sight, your knowledge of my inmost thought, in...
An enigmatic colour this on the scales of a herring or a ‘silverfish,’ and the reflecting sheen of a mirror’s screen, greyer than white, whiter than...
I may choose to be a loner, I may hide my past and plans; but I can’t flee my Creator, every inmost thought … Power and love of God consider, when you feel he does not care; he alone wise help can render, strength renew: persist in prayer.