No need to save the doe-see-doe till Friday. Not only that, but any day's a good day time to hear the gospel in song:
For the girl on the ground in the dark
every beat of her beautiful heart
was a labor of love
little Mary full of grace
every tear on her face
was a labor of love.
Ah, but one fine gospel song deserves another. "Sing out with joy of the brave little boy / who was God but made himself nothing":
"Therefore God exalted him / to the place of highest praises . . ."
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