Sunday, 6 June 2010
On my way back from the tobacconist's this morning, I stopped to listen to the music coming from the church on the corner of my road. I couldn't make it out very well, but it reminded me of past times. I could never sing along to Wesleyan hymns. I could never guess the twists and turns. Still, there's something that touches me in choral singing, and as it's Sunday, I will share this with those of you who care to partake: 'O for a thousand tongues to sing'.