Well early in the morning, about the break of day,
I ask the Lord, "Help me find the way!"
Help me find the way to the promised land
This lonely body needs a helping hand
I ask the Lord to help me please find the way.
When the new day's a dawning, I bow my head in prayer.
I pray to the Lord, "Won't you lead me there?"
Won't you guide me safely to the Golden Stair?
Won't you let this body your burden share?
I pray to the Lord, "Won't you lead me please, lead me there?"
When the judgment comes to find the world in shame
When the trumpet blows won't you call my name?
When the thunder rolls and the heavens rain
When the sun turns black, never shine again
When the trumpet blows, won't you call me please, call my name!
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lO1Y3txs8Q4 )
Early in the morning....7am and already up and moving for the past hour... Last bits to pack before the shipping company arrives. I guess I'll have to dissassemble the whole computer set-up and switch to the laptop too... Last minute copying of files thumb drives for my pocket...
Good morning, everyone. No doubt about it, there's Taylors of Harrogate's "Yorkshire" tea in my cup this morning (Damn right-handed cup just doesn't feel comfortable, but the tea tastes good!)
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Originally Posted by dreams
I swear you two sound just like my son. Use fire. Burn them. Did anyone even think about what my poor umbrellas would look like after trying to use fire? Yes, it would have worked, but the umbrellas would have ended up being just sticks in the air.  |
Sticks can be nice too... Here are a few umbrella sticks for you. The Thais make beautiful hand painted paper umbrellas, every step of the process by hand. Here are some umbrella frames waiting for their paper covers... (They make the paper too... from pounded Mullberry tree bark!) I just liked the patterns that the ribs made as they lined up on the racks...
Stitchawl