Beautiful strains of violin music filtered down the hallway to the nursery where I was taking care of the Hayse boys last Saturday during Elizabeth Hayse senior recital.
We were blessed to meet the Hayse last May, and we girls especially have enjoyed talking and spending time with Elizabeth and her sisters, as well as listening to their gorgeous music.
Last Saturday Elizabeth had her senior recital. Even though I wasn't able to see all of it, it was delightful to see a young lady with amazing talent, using it for Gods glory.
I am so sorry I do not have an audio clip, I am sure you would have enjoyed it so much. But I do have the words to a beautiful song that Elizabeth wrote and sang with her sisters while accompining herself and them on the piano. Here is an excerpt form the song.
The Road
(First Verse)
From this place that I stand I cannot pretend
to see to the endof my road.
But I hold to the hand that controls my end
And has led me thus for on the road.
I know I am young, and I know I'm not strong,
But my heart is above, and my faith in His love,
And the kingdom that Christ shall rule.
(Chorus)
For I know that my road leads home:
It leads to my Father's throne;
To the throngs at His feet, to the story complete,
To the judgment hall and the mercy seat,
To the face of my Savior , now robed in power-
The road leads me on to this hour.
(fourth verse)
For I know that my road leads home:
It leads to my Father's throne;
To the throngs at His feet, to the story complete,
To the judgment hall and the mercy seat,
To the face of my Savior , now robed in power-
The road leads me on to this hour.
(fourth verse)
Ever nearer than I was before;
And His hand leads me on coming closer, I know,
To the hour where death is in store?
What glory is this? What unspeakable bliss?
Even death holds no darkness for me-
For His voice is my guide, in His life dath jas died,
For His smile is waiting for me.
(Chorus)
For I know that my road leads home:
It leads to my Father's throne;
To the throngs at His feet, to the story complete,
To the jusdgment hall and the mercy seat,
To the face of my Savior , now robed in power-
The road leads me on to this hour.
The LORD has definitely given her an incredible musical gifts, and it is glorious listening to her sing and play.
After the recital we all gathered in the fellowship hall for a time of food and fun. Baby Ethan never lacked anyone to hold him. He has a line of admires who fight over holding his wiggly little body.
Mrs. Hayse did a wonderful job organizing everything. We all had a wonderful time and were very blessed by Elizabeth's talent.
~Chs
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