Tune my heart to sing Thy grace,
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.”
All this was so unexpected that the good and anxious woman, in her astonishment, could only say, “Why, Samuel!”
“Why what?” questioned the bishop, without missing a beat in the rhythm of his morning exercise.
“Why that board meeting last night. I thought you would stay in bed this morning, and try to get a bit of rest.”
“That board meeting, what about it?” he asked, as he came to a halt.
“Why it must have been terrible. You came home utterly spent and discouraged,” was the reply.
Resuming his exercise, the bishop quietly remarked, “O that was yesterday.”
The gentle man would not permit what happened yesterday to take from him his praiseful song.