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All Creatures
05:48
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All creatures of our God and King
Lift up your voice and let us sing
O praise Him! O praise Him!
Alleluia.
Creation sent to me the centipede
To witness the complexity
Of one hundred legs that were moving unexpectedly
Ironically, just as they were meant to be
They’re fearfully and wonderfully made
An organism prays in circadian rhythms
The sun will rise, and the sun will set
The sun will rise again so lift up your head
This is life, not a static object preserved and displayed
Like a relic of the dead
You are not a fruitless tree with a rootless disease
Growin’ in a bucket in a rich man’s home
Next to the TV, tamed and alone
Learnin’ to lust for the things you don’t own
Like an armchair warrior who’s been dethroned
Declawed and fixed
Fightin’ for your life with unattended slit wrists
Don’t let your name get intermingled with a number
Cause it’s time to awaken from the devilish slumber
And freely follow the forerunner to the Fatherland
And rally ‘round the Renaissance man
And the wisdom of His ways
And all the work of His hands
Catch come as catch can
Concentrating on the good words of the Son of Man
The plan is to withstand the demands of a confused oppressor
A wolf in sheep’s clothes with monotonous lectures
And questionable gestures
Unequal measures
Cultural pressures
And synthetic textures
Force fed instead of the most beautiful architecture
Of our long lost, forgotten origins
Earth, seed, fiber and the blood of my kin
And that old rock where we confessed our sins
Oh, my God, fellow man, and this great land
They all cry out for full restoration
And this will take patience
And this will take the tribes and tongues of all the nations
And all of creation groans in anticipation
Waitin’ for the Son of God to be manifest
And I can feel it burnin’ in my chest
The liberation for the oppressed
And it’s beautiful like the feet that bring good news
It’s beautiful like this freedom tune
It’s beautiful like the power to choose, to change
Beautiful like the long awaited rain
Beautiful like the healing pains
Beautiful like to holy flames
Coming down
All creatures of our God and King
Lift up your voice and let us sing
O praise Him! O Praise Him!
Alleluia
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Rainbow
04:14
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Somewhere over the rainbow
In a world without end
The old river flows down streets of gold
It’s the light of men
Come all you weary travelers and
Rest your bones
No trouble will beset my son
Who comes back home
Red was the blood that fell to the earth
The orange flames gonna burn all the dross and the shame
Of my selfish works
Yellow harvest gathered in the sun
The white winter will give way to the green growth of our love
Flood waters rise swiftly, deep and blue
O great wing of indigo healing gonna shelter you
*Black sky when the promised one died
Rejected and alone
Now rise to the Lord of the skies
Where he sits on the clouds enthroned
Somwhere over the rainbow
In a world without end
The old river flows down streets of gold
It’s the light of men
Come all you weary travelers and
Rest your bones
No trouble will beset my son
Who comes back home
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107
03:44
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This love endures forever
Let the redeemed of the Lord say so
He sent His word and it did heal us
From our rebellion and our afflicted bones
He called us home through the wilderness
Far beyond the gates of death
O Lord
I was alone in the wilderness
When you showed me faithfulness
O Lord
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4. |
The Pig Farm
01:15
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Instrumental
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5. |
Indiana Sky
03:52
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Let’s dance upon our bare feet
Underneath sycamore tree
Climb up through that canopy
To see the Indiana sky
There’s no telling what we’ll find
On back roads forgotten time
We let our wonder be the sign
That’s gonna lead us on this ride
We waited for so long
To hear the Spirit’s song
And He wants us to sing
It’s time to taste and see
All the things we’re meant to be
It ain’t too late to try
And it’s not too soon to fly
We’ll awaken with the dawn
Spread our wings and gaze upon
This new day where we belong
It’s all an unfolding design
Follow the rhythm of
All that cultivates our love
And every star that hangs above
Will rejoice with us each night
We waited for so long
To hear the Spirit’s song
And He wants us to sing
It’s time to taste and see
All the things you’re meant to be
It ain’t too late to try
And it’s not too soon to fly
We waited for so long
To hear the spirits song
And He wants us to sing
It’s our time to taste and see
All the things we’re meant to be
It aint to late to try
And it’s not to soon to fly
We will fly
We will fly a
We will fly
And it’s not too late to try
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6. |
Just Doin' Your Thing
06:10
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I was a poor boy, Papa, when you decided you would make me wealthy
I had the sickness in my bones I was sure enough far from home
You made me healthy
I was rejected, dejected, uncorrected, unprotected, defected from my people
I was contriving, cliff diving, capsizing, no freedom rising from that deep hole
But you made free, and I must sing
You baptized me, just doin’ your thing
I had the feeling all along that there was something peering strong over my shoulder
And it got closer through the years through abandonment and tears as I got older
Hitchhiking through the wilderness and bearing all my consequence I was a stranger
You picked me up on sixty six, met me with love and kindness instead of anger
And you made me free, and I must sing
You baptize me, just doin’ your thing
Now it’s a quarter ‘til the clock strikes, and hopefully the shock might
Hit you like a rock fight or like a butcher’s block might
Quick as lightning shock kite comes the key to lock tight
The door on which he knock right now until it’s not night
Everybody walk tight rope until their chalk white hopes
Are wiped away by the wind
If the devil’s your friend you got a burden on your back
And some poison in your blood
It’s a burden to unpack, leave it behind in the mud
Click clack goes the old smoke stack and when it leaves
It ain’t never coming back
So you best be ready when the train comes steady
It’s rollin’ heavy ‘round the bends, get on board my friend
For the land of Lord cause the levee’s gonna break, in the end
You made me free, and I must sing
You baptized me, just doin’ your thing
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7. |
Be Set Free
03:59
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Take courage my son for the Spirit says come
And be set free
Every nation under the sun and upon every sea
Sings Alleluia
Singing Alleluia
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8. |
Patterns
03:00
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Instrumental
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9. |
Children Of The Earth
03:58
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Children of the earth
Once dust but now alive
Are living in tents of flesh and bone
We hold a spiritual fire
Set a flame in my heart
Illuminate the darkest hours
Where I wait before the dawn
To see the glory and the power
Of the Lord
Alleluia, Alleluia
Alleluia, Alleluia
The older we become
We must become more like a child
Believing there’s a land that lies beyond
All the things that we’ve seen
Make my mind free from fears
You know I can’t do it on my own
The way is high but we could fly over
When you heal our wings
Alleluia, Alleluia
Alleluia, Alleluia
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10. |
And What Remains
06:24
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Instrumental
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