Extravagant Beauty.

Old English has this extravagant beauty to it.

I wish I was born in a time where Old English was the only English—back in the day when hymns were written, where people poured out their hearts to the Lord in gorgeous rhymes of love.

Thankfully, there are still books. Ones filled with this beautiful language. My new favorite book is George MacDonald's Diary of an Old Soul. It just brings a smile to my face every time I read it. I feel like a sponge, absorbing its every word.

Soak this up:
Not now for any cause to Thee I cry,
But this, that Thou art Thou, and here am I.

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One Response to “ Extravagant Beauty. ”

Yvonne said...

Awe reminds me of Carmen on SisterHood 2 when she is practicing the play. lol!

Oh and read Redeeming Love you brat, you keep reading everything else!!!!!

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