Yesterday I sang an old song with my long time friend Amy. It felt like a very old song, but not as old as I am sure I would feel if I had been around since 1707, which is the year in which Isaac Watts published the words. And it isn’t the oldest song to roll off my tongue in recent weeks. Lo How A Rose was written by Michael Praetorius in 1609. Next year that marvellous song will celebrate its 500th birthday.
I wonder if either of these men imagined that his songs would be heard in the 21st century!
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