Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Save from wrath and make me pure.
Monday, January 1, 2007
Singing Beach
Here's Lacey, Emily and I at Singing Beach in Manchester-By-The-Sea, MA - just North of Boston. They call it Singing Beach because of the way the sand squeaks when you walk on it. I guess Singing Beach sounded better than Squeaking Beach.
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