I sought for the King and he heard me
And delivered me, from my lonely fears.
They looked unto Him, and they would attend,
And all their faces were made unashamed.

Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria.

O Taste and see that the Lord is good
All you people all you saints all you children of the king.

Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria.

I went to a new community group tonight, and JR was there. Crap. I guess my ubermature tactic of avoidance is blown now. Also, he looks weird sans facial hair.