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I should sleep

When I Survey

When I survey the wondrous Cross
On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it Lord that I should boast
Save in the death of Christ my God;
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.

See from His head, HIs hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down;
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were an offering far too small,
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my life, my soul, my all.

Isaac Watts (1674-1748)

KYLC

Off to Katoomba for five days...

Quack

New year, new me

Or at least that's what the whole New Year's resolutions thing is about anyway. But I've never really made any. Maybe this year I should?

Resolutions or not, I guess this year will be different anyway, because for the first time I will be working more hours than I study. (And I will actually have money. Wow. How scary.)

Work is a funny thing. Unlike study, you can leave work at work when you go home for the day, but at the same time it can s l o w l y t a k e o v e r y o u r l i f e......well, it's very easy if you let it, anyway. But then work also makes rest and play more....how to put it....well, it makes rest more restful and play more enjoyable. Yes. Hmmmm.

Hmmm.


[EDIT]:
spot the difference...