Wednesday, \u00a0January 13 \u2014 Singing before God<\/p>\n
Many people have posted to the list about Gerry Stockhausen\u2019s passing. \u00a0 \u00a0Thank you. \u00a0 \u00a0Today\u2019s post remembers that Stock sang and played a 12 string guitar. \u00a0Lots of times.<\/p>\n
Have a blest day.<\/p>\n
john sj<\/p>\n
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Today\u2019s post: \u00a0Rabindranath Tagore<\/strong><\/p>\n When Thou commandest me to sing All that is harsh and dissonant in my life I know Thou takest pleasure in my singing Drunk with the joy of singing Tagore\u00a0 Gitanjali<\/u>\u00a0 # 2<\/p>\n <\/p>\n ps \u00a0Next week the Jesuits of UDM will celebrate a memorial mass remembering his presence at UDM. \u00a0Details follow.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Wednesday, \u00a0January 13 \u2014 Singing before God Many people have posted to the list about Gerry Stockhausen\u2019s passing. \u00a0 \u00a0Thank you. \u00a0 \u00a0Today\u2019s post remembers that Stock sang and played a 12 string guitar. \u00a0Lots of times. Have a blest … Continue reading
\nit seems that my heart would break with pride
\nand I look to Thy face
\nand tears come to my eyes.<\/p>\n
\nmelts into one sweet harmony
\nand my adoration spreads wings like a glad bird
\non its flight across the sea.<\/p>\n
\nI know that only as a singer I come before Thy presence
\nI touch by the edge of the far spreading wing of my song
\nThy feet which I could never aspire to reach.<\/p>\n
\nI forget myself
\nand call Thee friend
\nwho art my lord.<\/p>\n