30 April, 2009
28 April, 2009
A beautiful and enchanting song!
Music is beautiful. Music is soothing and refreshing. Music is moving. Music can touch our heartstrings. Music is simply enchanting...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UQUiHKy_4nQ
I Would Be True" by Howard A. Walter, 1917
I would be true, for there are those who trust me;
I would be pure, for there are those who care;
I would be strong, for there is much to suffer;
I would be brave, for there is much to dare.
I would be friend of all-the foe, the friendless;
I would be giving, and forget the gift;
I would be humble, for I know my weakness;
I would look up, and laugh, and love, and lift.
I would be faithful through each passing moment;
I would be constantly in touch with God;
I would be strong to follow where He leads me;
I would have faith to keep the path Christ trod.
Who is so low that I am not his brother?
Who is so high that I've no path to him?
Who is so poor I may not feel his hunger?
Who is so rich I may not pity him?
Who is so hurt I may not know his heartache?
Who sings for joy my heart may never share?
Who in God's heav'n has passed beyond my vision?
Who to hell's depths where I may never fare?
May none, then, call on me for understanding,
May none, then, turn to me for help in pain,
And drain alone his bitter cup of sorrow,
Or find he knocks upon my heart in vain.
Charity -
http://www.andrewswait.co.uk/contact.aspx
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UQUiHKy_4nQ
I Would Be True" by Howard A. Walter, 1917
I would be true, for there are those who trust me;
I would be pure, for there are those who care;
I would be strong, for there is much to suffer;
I would be brave, for there is much to dare.
I would be friend of all-the foe, the friendless;
I would be giving, and forget the gift;
I would be humble, for I know my weakness;
I would look up, and laugh, and love, and lift.
I would be faithful through each passing moment;
I would be constantly in touch with God;
I would be strong to follow where He leads me;
I would have faith to keep the path Christ trod.
Who is so low that I am not his brother?
Who is so high that I've no path to him?
Who is so poor I may not feel his hunger?
Who is so rich I may not pity him?
Who is so hurt I may not know his heartache?
Who sings for joy my heart may never share?
Who in God's heav'n has passed beyond my vision?
Who to hell's depths where I may never fare?
May none, then, call on me for understanding,
May none, then, turn to me for help in pain,
And drain alone his bitter cup of sorrow,
Or find he knocks upon my heart in vain.
Charity -
http://www.andrewswait.co.uk/contact.aspx
26 April, 2009
22 April, 2009
09 April, 2009
Somewhere in Hong Kong...
In this fast-moving city, sometimes I'm feeling a bit frustrated when things don't go as planned or expected...02 April, 2009
01 April, 2009
Leaves

Thanks so much for my dear friend's special gift-one that with two beautiful leaves from her trip in Canada!
In the past, I regarded her as my teacher...but it just came to our mind that we've somehow developed a friendship with shared thoughts and inspiration...
Thank you, forever my dear teacher and dear friend in my mind, in my heart...
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