Amazing grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me... (wretch) and (wretch), bless the Lord, praise and exalt Him above all forever...
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Canticle of Zechariah
This morning's Canticle antiphon was full of our sisters:
Like the sun in the morning sky, the Savior of the world will dawn; like rain on the meadows he will descend to rest in the womb of the Virgin, alleluia.
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