It was fascinating to be sitting in worship today, participating in Eucharist, remembering that I was on the top of Mt. Sinai with a bottle of Omar Khayyam red wine and flat bread at sunset.
The verse that sprung out at me in singing "O Come O Come Emmanuel" was this:
O come, o come, Thou Lord of might,
who to thy tribes on Sinai's height
in ancient times did give the law,
in cloud, and majesty, and awe.
Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel!
Pace!
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