I found myself transported back to the time of Cardinal Newman this evening, sitting in a glum old seaman’s church on the coast at Walmer.
Like as the hart desireth the water brooks, so longeth my soul after thee O God.
If you are going to go to church, go alone and go when it is empty.
In a lifelong search for meaning, I have found little to compare with matins in an English country church.
Someone in Canterbury Cathedral (the Dean perhaps?) decided that Verse 9 was going a little far .
Can we find peace in this world despite what the Book of Common Prayer says?
You do not have to be a Christian to immerse yourself in the timeless reflections of the Book of Common Prayer.