![]() I can’t explain it any better than that, but I knew as I was singing that those words were true. I believed them then, the words to this old hymn. I’m not the best singer in the world (I wouldn’t dare sing a solo now), but I belted out those words with confidence when I was a kid. Every stanza.Įven today, 25 years later, I can still hear myself singing it. I sang upstairs in my bedroom and outside on my bicycle and waiting at the bus stop. So I worked hard after school each day to get every single word right. I could just see myself mixing up some of the lines and accidentally singing, “take my feet and let them move… let them flow in endless praise.” Which would be wrong. So I practiced those lyrics, making sure I knew each couplet well. It was my role to sing this entire song in front of our church, alone. ![]() For our church’s play, I was dressed as a blue hymnal named Psalty the Singing Songbook.
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