mother’s last word to her son

Washington Phillips, circa 1927, playing a pair of fret-less home-made zithers.  Never have I envied someone their faith as much as I envy his.  That certainty sounds so soft and sweet.

“The world is so full of old sin and woe
And many sorrows everywhere you go
But remember Jesus, who’s everywhere
If you get in trouble now, he’ll meet you there.”

Alas…

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