Arrived at Marino’s Porchetta and Cannoli Bar at the Adelaide Markets right at the end of the day’s trade. All that was left were three normal and two mini cannoli.
Visitors to this blog should know that in the enduring words of Peter Clemenza always “take the cannoli”.
These were amazing by the way. Some will last till later. Somehow.
First meal on leave was suggested (ordered) by eldest daughter. Having lunch in a supermarket might sound ordinary (or bring to mind ideas of rifling through packets in the aisles) but if you’re in the Pasadena Foodland it involves sitting at a table with cloth napkins partaking of fresh Smokey Bay oysters, beautifully prepared scallops (from Hervey Bay) and a celebratory glass of Pol Roger. It was delightful. And each mouthful felt like a holiday in itself.
Leave has begun. Phase one involves taking the slow emu to Adelaide for a few days.
The organist at MGPC and I have weekly rehearsals that usually end up with us singing our way through various hymn books.
She’s forgotten more older gospel songs than I ever knew.
The Lily Of The Valley are the type of songs we both enjoy.
The lyrics
1
I have found a friend in Jesus-
He’s ev’rything to me,
He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
The Lily of the Valley- in Him alone I see
All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole.
In sorrow He’s my comfort, in trouble He’s my stay,
He tells me ev’ry care on Him to roll;
He’s the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star,
He’s the greatest of ten thousand to my soul.
2
He all my grief has taken and all my sorrows borne,
In temptation He’s my strong and mighty tow’r;
I have all for Him forsaken and all my idols torn
From my heart, and now He keeps me by His pow’r.
Though all the world forsake me and Satan tempt me sore,
Through Jesus I shall safely reach the goal;
He’s the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star,
He’s the greatest of ten thousand to my soul.
3
He will never, never leave me nor yet forsake me here,
While I live by faith and do His blessed will;
A wall of fire about me, I’ve nothing now to fear-
With His manna He my hungry soul shall fill.
Then sweeping up to glory I’ll see His blessed face,
Where rivers of delight shall ever roll;
He’s the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star,
He’s the greatest of ten thousand to my soul.
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