Weary Saints

Yesterday I received the newish Sovereign Grace CD Come Weary Saints in the mail at work. I cried at my desk the first time I played it. The truth is that I was so over-tired I was probably going to cry over just about anything, but some of the lyrics are tear-inducing. They've changed the tune to O the Deep, Deep Love of Jesus, which is very risky business as far as I am concerned, because that is one of my all time favourite hymns and I love the original minor key. But, I'm going to let them get away with it because I actually quite like the new tune :) - though I still want the original at my funeral.

Anyway, I was just handing some work to a girl at work and she saw media player open on my computer and asks "what are you listening to?", so I just said "Come Weary Saints" and so she says "what does that mean?". I'm not even going to blog my response it was so inept. In the end I tried to salvage the conversation by asking what she was listening to. Now I get to listen to somebody called Bic Runga.