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This is my Father's world,
And to my listening ears
All nature sings and round me rings
The music of the spheres.
This is my Father's world;
I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas
His hand the wonders wrought.
This is my Father's world,
The birds their carols raise;
The morning light, the lily white
Declare their Maker's praise.
This is my Father's world,
He shines in all that's fair.
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass,
He speaks to me everywhere.
This is my Father's world,
O let me ne'er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong,
God is the ruler yet.
This is my Father's world;
The battle is not done
Jesus who died shall be satisfied
And earth and heaven be one.
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The Eyes of You
05:17
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Take a day, devote yourself to something.
Thats what they said I should do.
I took a sandwich, a pear and a thermos of coffee.
I can't help but see this through.
I took a drive in the country,
And I imagined your eyes,
Nobody told me I won't be wiser for taking the time.
I can't help but see this through the eyes of You.
Well I've made real music, and your song has made me sick.
And I've made better love than the kind you're singing of.
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Rachel Weep No More
03:39
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Rachel, weep no more Rachel, weep no more
All your children are coming home
Rachel, weep no more
So plant your gardens and build your homes
make love and sing your stories
lift up your eyes now the skies are alive
and the sunrise screams rebirth
to this old earth
you will laugh again
the prophet cries that the blood-stained clothes
and the boots of the warriors will be fuel for the fire
and we need a fire we need to stay warm
and boil some water
for a child is born
can you hear him scream?
selah
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I've got to try to contend with dancing bears
I've got to be sure to keep under my care
the creatures of all asocial kinds
I've got to try to defend all hope I find
I'll keep all my messes on my sleeve
I'll give you the memories that I need
I'll keep all your yeses for my heart
The eyes of my eyes wake with a start
A daffodil put in Sandra's hair
Soon there will be yellows everywhere
He watches her happiness increase
And soon there will be a wedding feast
And then we learn to see the deep stars
(I'm on a windowpane, I'm on a windowpane)
But for now
And then we learn to see (but for now)
once we call out to He
Then He will hear us speak
Sorrow beneath our feet
And then we learn to dance (young and elders)
And then we learn to dance (trees and smelters)
And then we learn to dance (lambs and leopards)
And then we learn to dance (wolves and shepherds)
Then we will learn romance again
but for now I'm on a windowpane
but for now I'm on a windowpane and i want in
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O Come, O Come, Emmanuel
03:09
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O come, O come, Emmanuel
And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.
O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan's tyranny
From depths of Hell Thy people save
And give them victory o'er the grave
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.
O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night
And death's dark shadows put to flight.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.
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Women of India
04:48
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Who is the greatest in the kingdom
of the broken and mistreated
neglected forgotten and poor
whose King is nailed to a cross
A King who rejects the world's power
by loving and suffering and teaching and bleeding for
the healing of the nations
Iraq, Sudan, Australia
And the gates of his Kingdom are
wide open in the day and there is no night in this city
for the Lamb has come
He's come for His bride
And the nations are singing their songs
of redemption and justice, Hallelujah
and peace, for the lion laid down with the lamb
and we have beaten our swords
Sing Lebanon and Afghanistan
for your King he is coming to heal your land
sing America, beloved, and put down your swords
for He comes
Women of India, sing your songs
Women of India it won't be long
Break forth in dance on the streets with no names
for He comes
Children of India sing your songs
Children of India, it won't be long
Break forth in dance on the streets with no names
for He comes
The earth is the Lord's
The earth is the Lord's
All you nations sing,
bring your offerings,
for He comes
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