Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim through this barren land.
I am weak, but Thou art mighty;
Hold me with Thy powerful hand.
Bread of heaven, bread of heaven,
Feed me till I want no more;
Feed me till I want no more.
Finally, a victory at the end of a dire season, and we all stayed behind for twenty minutes to sing hymns and arias. Pity about the other matches, but at least I will sleep happy tonight.
Comments (1)
You sang in English?! Shame on you! And yes, I was wearing my Welsh rugby shirt with pride all weekend.
Posted by Matthew | March 19, 2007 2:48 PM
Posted on March 19, 2007 14:48