Today, at church, a couple played an arrangement of a hymn that my mom sang when I was little. He played the piano, and she played the cello. It was beautiful, and brought back memories of my mom. I could see her face and feel her around me as the words not spoken or sang at the time danced around in my head. I choked back tears as I listened to this beautiful music and let the memories wash over me. The hymn was I Need Thee Every Hour. It is so powerful and beautiful!
I need thee every hour,
Most gracious Lord.
No tender voice like thine
Can peace afford.
I need the, oh, I need thee;
Every hour I need thee!
Oh, bless me now my Savior;
I come to thee!
I need thee every hour,
Stay thou nearby.
Temptations lose their power
When thou art neigh.
I need the, oh, I need thee;
Every hour I need thee!
Oh, bless me now my Savior;
I come to thee!
I need thee every hour,
In joy or pain.
Come quickly and abide,
Or life is vain.
I need the, oh, I need thee;
Every hour I need thee!
Oh, bless me now my Savior;
I come to thee!
I need the every hour,
Most holy One.
Oh, make me thine indeed,
Thou blessed Son!
I need the, oh, I need thee;
Every hour I need thee!
Oh, bless me now my Savior;
I come to thee!
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