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  ♫ Lay down the burden of your heart, I know you'll never miss it. Show your Father where it hurts, And let your Father lift it. ♬ watch here Or if you prefer, here is the equally lovely ORIGINAL VERSION    by Jesse Winchester, which I must one day sing to my daughter too . For bed-time stories, we were reading scripture with the kids and got to the story of young King Solomon conversing with God.  At Gibeon the Lord appeared to Solomon during the night in a dream, and God said, “Ask for whatever you want me to give you.” 1 King 3.5   Thinking that this could be an opportune time to find out their hidden concerns in life, I turned first to my son and asked, “If you were Solomon, what would you have asked for?” “Uhmm, I think I would want to be king forever!” “And why would you want to be king forever?” I probed. “Dad, do you think President Uhuru can afford to have pizza whenever he wants?” I knew where this was heading and so I quickly turned to my bubbly daug

What a friend we have in Jesus All our sins and griefs to bear What a privilege to carry Everything to God in prayer  …….  Are we weak and heavy-laden,   Cumbered with a load of care? Precious Saviour, still our refuge—   Take it to the Lord in prayer (you can read or listen to the poem/hymn  Here!   )   Joseph Scriven’s adult life was marked with tragedy. First, he had to give up a promising military career due to ill health. Then he lost his fiancée in a drowning accident. To deal with his sorrow, he sailed away to a distant land to seek a fresh start. There he fell in love again but as fate would have it, he lost his second fiancée to pneumonia. Thereafter, devoted himself to helping the destitute around him. He became known as  “the man who saws wood for poor widows and sick people who are unable to pay”.   It was during this time of sad memories and humble service that he wrote this poem to encourage his ailing mother back home. After his death, the poem was taken