Ocupation: Writer
Life: b. 1952
We don't want to live in the dark moods of imponderable mystery, but neither do we want to miss them altogether. they allow us to emerge from the tender sadness of the manger to sing with the angels in the skies above...
source: - Robert Morgan (2005). “Come Let Us Adore Him: Stories Behind the Most Cherished Christmas Hymns”, p.73, Thomas Nelson Inc
Topics: Inspiration, Sadness, Angel
What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this, Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? O make me Thine forever, And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love for Thee.
Topics: Love, Forever, Sorrow, Fainting, Dearest Friend