Singing in the Sunday Choir

 

I was 16 when I joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (March 21, 1970). After Sunday school, I would go home with the Canon’s so I could get a ride to Choir practice. Saved my dad gas taking me over to the church and let me get some more church in.

Bishop E. Jerald Haws’s wife with the chorister. She had us sing a song by the Lettermen (originally from Joan Baez) I had never heard before. This song spoke to my soul. A couple years before I heard this song, I had read the New Testament and from reading Christ’s words, the Spirit had conveyed to me how He thought and felt towards others. Singing this song brought back all those tender, sweet feelings of my Savior, how He felt about me and how He felt toward others. ALL others.

 

No Man is an Island

 

No man is an island, no man stands alone

Each man's joy is joy to me

Each man's grief is my own

We need one another, so I will defend

Each man as my brother

Each man as my friend

 

No man is an island far out in the blue

We all look to One above

Who our strength doth renew

When I help my brother

Then I know that I plant the seeds

Of friends    that will never die

 

I saw the people gather

I heard the music start

The song that they were singing

Is ringing in my heart

 

No man is an island, no man stands alone

Each man's joy is joy to me

Each man's grief is my own

We need one another, so I will defend

Each man as my brother

Each man as my friend

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fgbdrYsE3-4

 

 

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