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A Mediator

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Some own there is a god – his character invent by whim, and think we do not need a Mediator sent. …

Mañana

It was one of those days when I used to say, ‘One of these days now –
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Harvest hymn

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Fresh green of spring, when blossoms spread, and bees passed round the pollen shed; fruit set and swelled –...

Embarrassment!

Do you know the story of Thomas and the mine? the roof broke, he fell in, because he’d disobeyed the sign. His pride thought he knew better … – triumphantly he went right past, and thought it quite a laugh.

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