It’s calling, the thunder is calling
a beckoning to awe
Cease your daily dilly dally
Ponder now nature’s law
It’s gripping you, nowhere to run.
Now think about the One.
It’s pulling, the many it’s pulling
May you be drawn away
From ev’ry prejudiced delight
Attend not to the made
You may choose to ignore
But cannot fight the floor?
What if Charles Wesley Had Written Joy to the World?
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Charles Wesley doesn’t need anybody to stick up for him when it comes to
Christmas songs: The man gave us Hark the Herald Angels Sing, after all.
And if ...
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