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. . . . and . . . whilst looking for Not the Nine O’Clock News sketches (see last entry)I came across this again, which I think is brilliant:



You would never think they weren’t the real words would you?!

For those who are interested, the words the congregation are actually singing are something like this:

Bless-ed City, heavenly Salem,
vision dear of peace and love,
who or living stones art build-ed
in the height of heaven above,
and, with angel host encircled,
as a bride dost earthward move.

From celestial realms descending,
bridal glory round thee shed,
meet for him whose love espoused thee,
to thy Lord shalt thou be led;
all thy streets and all thy bulwarks
of pure gold are fashion-ed.