'See the streams of living waters, springing from eternal love.' (Hymn 446 TIS John Newton)
I stepped out early for a walk. It was fresh and the morning mist was rising from the dew laden grass, the autumn trees were so colourful that they took my breath away and I was left with a song on my heart, a song of morning praise that set the pace for the day:
'Glorious things of you are spoken.'
Grace and peace from the Lord Jesus Christ.
Anne
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