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| Recent rainbow in Childs Hill (found here https://twitter.com/anne_clarke) |
One new feature of life for us in lock down is seeing hymns written up on screens rather than in books and so we have seen some few typos, one or two American spellings and occasionally different wording. Last Sunday we sang O love that wilt not let me go. I was surprised to see in our version
O joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee;
I chase the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain
That morn shall tearless be.
I'm not sure when that error crept in but I think it brings in quite a different idea to George Matheson's original. Chasing rainbows is vague and ethereal, whereas tracing them through the rain is an exercise in faith.
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