A RATHER GREY EVENING so I turned to something glorious and uplifting. And it never fails, whatever the context. I shall remember my first “ascent” to Mount Zion in Jerusalem for as long as I live, and a recitation of the 122nd Psalm is life-giving, on a grey day, on any day. To live and work, or to pray, or to long – for the peace of the “vision of peace” is a blessed task in which every man, woman and child in every nation on earth can share. How I love to hear the psalm sung like this here in England … and any song or psalm for the peace of the world, sung anywhere in the world. My prayer tonight is that all of us, all humankind, may ascend to the paths of peace.