Maybe you're bored with the songs, the lyrics, the things we do when we have nothing spiritually insightful or remotely wise or interesting to say. If so, sorry - becauses today we're serving more of that. Troy listens to this song and says things about the amazing "production value" --- I listen to it and think, 'how can a person come up with such crazy-good lyrics?'
I love the "I see" part, the references to Nate Saint and Mother Teresa and all the others are so good. I'm astonished by her song-writing talent.
We'll find you again when the vomiting ends and the mighty hunter returns , until then please enjoy the song ... or at least give it a chance. :)
~Tara (for the hunter, the pukers and the rest of the tribe)
When The Saints
lord i have a heavy burden of all i've seen and know
it's more than i can handle
but your word is burning like a fire shut up in my bones
and i can’t let it go
with so many battles left unfought
i think of paul and silas in the prison yard
i hear their song of freedom rising to the stars
i want to be one of them
lord it's all that i can't carry and cannot leave behind
it all can overwhelm me
but when i think of all who've gone before and lived a faithful life
their courage compels me
with so many battles left unfought
i think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard
i hear their song of freedom rising to the stars
i see the shepherd moses in the pharaohs court
i hear his call for freedom for the people of the Lord
i see the long quiet walk along the underground railroad
i see the slave awakening to the value of her soul
i see the young missionary and the angry spear
i see his family returning with no trace of fear
i see the long hard shadows of Calcutta nights
i see the sister standing by the dying man’s side
i see the young girl huddled on the brothel floor
i see the man with a passion come kicking down that door
i see the world on his shoulders and my easy load
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