Truly He taught us to love one another,
His law is love and His gospel is peace.
Chains he shall break, for the slave is our brother.
And in his name all oppression shall cease.
~ O Holy Night
2:40 on Christmas morning, but since we haven’t been to bed yet, for us it’s still Christmas Eve. This post, then, is short because between the hour and the amount of sugar and cognac in my veins, short is all I can do.
Tonight at mass, a young woman gave us the gift of her music: O Holy Night as a trumpet solo.
It was lovely and haunting, and even if a couple of her notes were wobbly, Christmas magic made her horn sound angelic.
It reminded me of another rendition of this carol, a carol I could never wrap my head around, until suddenly I could.
Link (for iOS users):
O Holy Night – Studio 60