You do not currently have permission to view the full text for this document. Please sign in to an account with an active subscription or contact support.
The small orchestra played so beautifullyit was hard to believe the players had just met.Then the dream shifted to another location,a small house somewhere in an empty field.It was a long way to civilization.I was a little afraid that with the music goneour days will turn intolerable.But a psalm touched my lips:no disaster can overtake you.