How Great Thou Art is definitely one of my all time favorite songs. According to Wikipedia it is from a poem written by a Swedish minster, Carl Boberg in 1888. The song speaks to me because being claustrophobic, I prefer the wide open space of sky to the confines of human dwellings. In addition, there has always been something calming about trees and plants to me. If I am upset you will likely find me pulling the weeds out of my garden or admiring the many plants that live in my home. For my inspirational thought today I take verse two and three from the hymn How Great Thou Art.
When thru the woods and forest glade I wander and hear the birds singing sweetly in the trees, when I look down from lofty mountains grandeur and hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze. And when I think that God, his son not sparing sent him to die I scares can take it in. That on the cross my burden gladly bearing he bled and died to take away my sin then sings my soul my Savior God to thee how great thou art, how great thou art.
Ceil
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I have been told that Ciel in French means sky. While I spell my name Ceil I see from my post that prehaps the name is fitting.
Ciel/Ceil
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