The antidote to bad nooze is good news; and there’s no better news than the gospel of Our Lord Jesus Christ.
Requested by Erlene, a Charles Wesley hymn from 1740: Jesus, Lover of My Soul, sung by the Altar of Praise Chorale.
[I couldn’t decide whether another stupid nooze item or another hymn, so I’ve posted both.]
Something encouraging is the best every time.
Beautiful song Lee