A rare Monday evening brief respite @ the Piano. A Gaither classic–very well lyrically written for my life path–maybe yours as well. Prayers for many tonight. Rest well, Friends.
‘All my yesterdays are buried
In the deepest of the sea
That old load of guilt I carried
It’s all gone, praise God I’m free.
Looking for that bright tomorrow
Where no tears will dim the eye.
And oh what a diff’rence
Since Jesus passed by.
Since Jesus passed by
Since Jesus passed by
Oh what a diff’rence
Since Jesus passed by.
Well I can’t explain it
And I cannot tell you why.
But oh what a diff’rence
Since Jesus passed by. ‘
