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Song in the night.

Last night, around 2 am, Kit woke up screaming. I spent some time soothing her, and when I put her down again, she spent the next hour singing and talking.

She sleeps in the big closet in our room with the door open a crack, so we had front row seats to this spontaneous concert in the night. Right when I thought she fell asleep again, she belted out the song I sing to her before bedtime,

Holy God in love became
Perfect man to bear my blame.
On the cross He took my sin
By his death I live again.

(The Gospel Song / Bob Kauflin and Drew Jones)

Of course, it wasn’t so well articulated with her 23-month old tongue, but it was such a precious sound nonetheless.

Jesus. The sweetest song in the night.

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