Saturday silence (with one important exception)

“Low in the grave He lay”  is an old hymn repeating in my mind.

1
Low in the grave He lay—
  Jesus my Savior!
Waiting the coming day—
  Jesus my Lord!
  Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever with His saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
  Hallelujah! Christ arose!
2
Vainly they watch His bed—
  Jesus, my Savior!
Vainly they seal the dead—
  Jesus my Lord!
3
Death cannot keep his prey—
  Jesus, my Savior!
He tore the bars away—
  Jesus my Lord!

“Turn on the heater; make coffee!”

My early morning mantra “I don’t want to get up; I don’t want to get up.”  But “projects” are demanding attention!! Thankfully, after a little effort, delicious coffee!! ~~ Per meteorologist Al Roker, NBC-TV Today show, 7:17 AM: “Sixteen million people at risk.” (Severe weather.)

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