Angels in the heights adore him, Ye behold him face to face;
Sun and moon bow down before him: Dwellers all in time and space,
Praise him! Praise with us the God of grace.
... and although I can see some progress, and drawn quite close to my Lord over the last few weeks, I still feel I'm not quite where I should be.
So, as the song has it, I am reviewing the situation.
"I think I'd better think it out again..."
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