Beauty for ashes, indeed.
As I have been in a soulful mode recently about this, I came across this song. I wonder and regret hearing this song just now.
Beauty for ashes
A garment of praise for my heaviness
Beauty for ashes
Take this heart of stone and make it Yours, Yours
I delight myself in the Richest of Fair
Trading all that I've had for all that is better
A garment of praise for my heaviness
You are the Greatest Taste
You're the Richest of Fair
It had been soulfully sung, too.
Beauty for ashes ~ I hope I can write better about this, too.
