above Earth's lamentation,
I hear the sweet, though far-off hymn
that hails a new creation.
No storm can shake my inmost calm
while to that rock I'm clinging;
if love is Lord of Heaven and Earth
how can I keep from singing?
Okay, so maybe I'm lame and miss my Mennonite hymnal sometimes. Chile has many things to offer me, but Mennonites are not one of them.
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