I usually am pretty good about singing the right words when I get up to lead the music on a Sunday morning.
I can even get the words of difficult hymns with Shakespearean language that is like reading a tongue twister.
I seemed to have a brain lapse this week as we sung the (newer) song "Indescribable" by Chris Tomlin.
Just for the record, if anyone heard the mix up in words, "whorehouses laden with snow" are just as detrimental as ones in summer climates, and for me, they don't produce a kind of awe that inspires me to praise God. Just in case you were wondering...
oopsie daisy.
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I never heard that, but I almost peed my pants laughing when Logan told me. Was that a bit of a 'Freudian slip'???
it was some kind of slip anyway...I definately did not want to look up to see who saw me slip, cause I'd probably have lost it if i saw someone laughing
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