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I wanna make
Something beautiful
For you and from you
To show you
To show you
I adore you
Oh you
And your journey
Toward me
Which I see
And I see
All you push through
Mad for you
And because of you
I couldn't thank you in ten thousand years
If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears
Ah but you know the soul and you know what makes it gold
You who give life through blood
Oh I wanna make something
So lovely for you
'Cus I promised that's what I'd do for you
With the bible I stole
I know you forgave my soul
Because such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve
And I think we're agreed that it should have been free
And you sang to me
They dress the wounds of my poor people
As though they're nothing
Saying "peace, peace"
When there's no peace (2x)
Now can a bride forget her jewels?
Or a maid her ornaments?
Yet my people forgotten me
Days without number
Days without number
And in their want
Oh in there want
And in their want
Who'll dress their wounds?
Who'll dress their wounds?
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We people who are darker than blue
Don't let us hang around this town
And let what others say come true
We're just good for nothing they all figure
A boyish grown up shiftless jigger
Now we can't hardly stand for that
Or is that really where it's at
We people who are darker than blue
This ain't no time for segregating
I'm talking 'bout brown and yellow too
A white girl can't you tell
I'm just the surface of our dark deep well
If your mind could really see
You'd know your color same as me,
Pardon me brother as you stand in your glory
I know you won't mind if I tell the whole story
Now I know we have great respect for the sister, and mother
It's even better yet
But there's the joker in the street loving one brother ano killing the other
When the time comes and we are really free
There'll be no brothers left to see
We people who are darker than blue
Don't let us hang around this town
And let what others say come true
We're just good for nothing they all figure
A boyish grown up shiftless jigger
Now we can't hardly stand for that
Or is that really where it's at
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Out of the depths I cry to U oh lord
Don’t let my cries for mercy be ignored
If U keep account of sins oh who would stand?
But U have forgiveness in your hands
And I’ve heard religion say you’re to be feared
But I don’t buy into everything I hear
And it seems to me you’re hostage to those rules
That were made by religion and not by U
And I’m wondering will u ever get yourself free
Is it bad to think U might like help from me?
Is there anything my little heart can do
To help religion share us with U?
For oh you’re like a ghost in your own home
Nobody hears U crying all alone
Oh U are the one true really voiceless one
They have their backs turned to you for worship of
Gold and stone
And to see U prisoner oh makes me weep
Nobody hears U screaming in the streets
And it’s sad but true how the old saying goes
If God lived on earth people would break his windows
I long for U as watchmen long for the end of night
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Dark I am yet lovely as tents of Kedar
As the pavilions of Solomon either
Don't hate me because the sun has darkened me
All my mother's sons were so angry with me
My own things I did not guard
On my bed at night I sought whom my soul loves
Oh I sought I sought but I found him not
So I ask U daughters of Jerusalem
Where is my love? Oh tell me have U seen him?
Majestic as Lebanon stately as cedars
His mouth so delicious his fragrance so pleases
Such is my beloved such is my darling
And if U see him say my heart is pining
For the kisses of his mouth and his flavours
Oh the king had brought me into his chambers
Say I delight in his love
Say he's the one my soul was
Vast floods can't quench love no matter what love did
Rivers can't drown love no matter where love's hid
So when U do find him out
Bring him to my mother's house
And into the chamber of her who conceived me
Then will he know me and then will he see me
Tell him that love isn't done
Tell him don't leave me alone
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If U had a vineyard
On a fruitful hill
And U fenced it and cleared it
Of all stones until
U planted it
With the choicest of vine
And U even built a tower
And a press to make wine
And U looked that it would bring
fort sweet grapes
And it gave only wild grapes
What would U say?
Jerusalem and Judah
U be the judges I pray
Between me and my vineyard
This is what God says
What more could I have done in it
That I did not do in it?
Why when I ask it for sweetness
It brings only bitterness
For the vineyard of the Lord of
Hosts
Is the house of Israel
And the men of Judah
His pleasant plant
And he looks for justice but beholds
oppression
And he hopes for equality but hears a cry
Jerusalem and Judah
This is God’s reply
Sadness will come to those who build house
to house
And lay field to field ‘til there’s room
For none but U to dwell in the land
Oh in the land
And sadness will come to those who call
evil good
And good evil
Who present darkness as light and light as
darkness
Who present as sweetness only the things
which are
bitterness
For the vineyard of The Lord of Hosts
Is the house of Israel
And the men of Judah his pleasant plant
Oh that my eyes were a fountain of tears
That I might weep for my poor people
For every boot stamped with fierceness
For every cloak rolled in blood
Jerusalem and Judah
I’d cry if I could
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Why did I not die at birth?
Expire as I came from the womb?
Why were there knees to receive me?
Or breasts to feed me?
Why was I not like babies
Who never saw the light?
Who lie with kings and counsellors
Who rebuild ruins for themselves
And where rest
Those whose strength is spent
where small and great are alike
and the slave is free of his master
Oh watcher of men
Do U have eyes of flesh?
Is your vision like man?
Are your years the years of man?
U know that I'm not guilty
And that none can deliver from your hand.
Also u know that u have deeply wronged me oh
And u have fenced me in
You made it so nobody knows me
And I'm an outsider to them
When I accused U, U wouldn't speak
I said U tore up my hope like a tree
But I spoke without understanding
Of things beyond me which I did not know
And now I've heard U with my ears
And I've seen U with my eyes
Therefore I recant and relent
Being but dust and ashes
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Sing oh U righteous to the lord
It's right that the upright should acclaim him
Sing to Jah with your guitar
Turn up yer bass amp
Whack it up all the way to 'save him'
By the word of Jah heaven was made
By the breath of his mouth all its hosts
He gathers up the oceans like a mound
And stores the deep
Stores the deep in vaults
Sing him a new song
Sing sweet with shouts of joy
For the word of Jah is right
And he sees what is right
And he loves what is right
And the earth is full of his care
Jah spoke and it was
He commanded and it endured
He frustrates the plans of nations
And brings to nothing
The designs of people
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There is no holy one like U
U install kings and take them down
Truly there is no one beside U
U made all of creation with wisdom
May the glory of Jah endure forever
The boughs of the mighty are broken
And the weak are clothed with strength
There is the sea, vast and wide
With all its creatures beyond number
There go the ships, they all look to U
U lift up the poor into a place of honour
May the glory of Jah endure forever
The boughs of the mighty are broken
And the weak are clothed with strength
The lord makes poor or he makes rich
The pillars of the earth belong to him
And he has set his world upon them
To raise us up from the dunghill
May the glory of Jah endure forever
The boughs of the mighty are broken
And the weak are clothed with strength.
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Whomsoever dwells
In the shelter
Of the most high
Lives under the protection of the Shaddai
I say of my lord
That he is my fortress
That he is my own love
In whom I trust
That he will save u
From the fowler’s trap
And he will save U
From any Babylon crap
And he will lift U
All up in his wings
And you’ll find refuge
Oh underneath those things
And his truth will be your
Shield and rampart
So u need not fear
What comes looking for U in the dark
And U need not fear
What comes looking for U in the day
And U need not fear
What takes everybody else away
Ten thousand may fall at your side
Ten thousand at your right
But it can’t come near U
‘Cos you’re dealing with the most high
And he will send his angels to mind U
And they will lift u all up so that U
Won’t strike your foot against no stone
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Hosanna Filio David
Benedictus qui venit
In nomine Domini
Rex Israel
Hosanna in excelsis
Translation:
Hosanna to the Son of David
Blessed is He that cometh
In the name of the Lord
King of Israel
Hosanna in the highest
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I wanna make
Something beautiful
For you and from you
To show you
To show you
I adore you
Oh you
And your journey
Toward me
Which I see
And I see
All you push through
Mad for you
And because of you
I couldn't thank you in ten thousand years
If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears
Ah but you know the soul and you know what makes it gold
You who give life through blood
Oh I wanna make something
So lovely for you
'Cus I promised that's what I'd do for you
With the bible I stole
I know you forgave my soul
Because such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve
And I think we're agreed that it should have been free
And you sang to me
They dress the wounds of my poor people
As though they're nothing
Saying "peace, peace"
When there's no peace (2x)
Now can a bride forget her jewels?
Or a maid her ornaments?
Yet my people forgotten me
Days without number
Days without number
And in their want
Oh in there want
And in their want
Who'll dress their wounds?
Who'll dress their wounds?
. . .
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We people who are darker than blue
Don't let us hang around this town
And let what others say come true
We're just good for nothing they all figure
A boyish grown up shiftless jigger
Now we can't hardly stand for that
Or is that really where it's at
We people who are darker than blue
This ain't no time for segregating
I'm talking 'bout brown and yellow too
A white girl can't you tell
I'm just the surface of our dark deep well
If your mind could really see
You'd know your color same as me,
Pardon me brother as you stand in your glory
I know you won't mind if I tell the whole story
Now I know we have great respect for the sister, and mother
It's even better yet
But there's the joker in the street loving one brother ano killing the other
When the time comes and we are really free
There'll be no brothers left to see
We people who are darker than blue
Don't let us hang around this town
And let what others say come true
We're just good for nothing they all figure
A boyish grown up shiftless jigger
Now we can't hardly stand for that
Or is that really where it's at
. . .
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Out of the depths I cry to U oh lord
Don’t let my cries for mercy be ignored
If U keep account of sins oh who would stand?
But U have forgiveness in your hands
And I’ve heard religion say you’re to be feared
But I don’t buy into everything I hear
And it seems to me you’re hostage to those rules
That were made by religion and not by U
And I’m wondering will u ever get yourself free
Is it bad to think U might like help from me?
Is there anything my little heart can do
To help religion share us with U?
For oh you’re like a ghost in your own home
Nobody hears U crying all alone
Oh U are the one true really voiceless one
They have their backs turned to you for worship of
Gold and stone
And to see U prisoner oh makes me weep
Nobody hears U screaming in the streets
And it’s sad but true how the old saying goes
If God lived on earth people would break his windows
I long for U as watchmen long for the end of night
. . .
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Sing oh U righteous to the lord
It's right that the upright should acclaim him
Sing to Jah with your guitar
Turn up yer bass amp
Whack it up all the way to 'save him'
By the word of Jah heaven was made
By the breath of his mouth all its hosts
He gathers up the oceans like a mound
And stores the deep
Stores the deep in vaults
Sing him a new song
Sing sweet with shouts of joy
For the word of Jah is right
And he sees what is right
And he loves what is right
And the earth is full of his care
Jah spoke and it was
He commanded and it endured
He frustrates the plans of nations
And brings to nothing
The designs of people
. . .
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|
Dark I am yet lovely as tents of Kedar
As the pavilions of Solomon either
Don't hate me because the sun has darkened me
All my mother's sons were so angry with me
My own things I did not guard
On my bed at night I sought whom my soul loves
Oh I sought I sought but I found him not
So I ask U daughters of Jerusalem
Where is my love? Oh tell me have U seen him?
Majestic as Lebanon stately as cedars
His mouth so delicious his fragrance so pleases
Such is my beloved such is my darling
And if U see him say my heart is pining
For the kisses of his mouth and his flavours
Oh the king had brought me into his chambers
Say I delight in his love
Say he's the one my soul was
Vast floods can't quench love no matter what love did
Rivers can't drown love no matter where love's hid
So when U do find him out
Bring him to my mother's house
And into the chamber of her who conceived me
Then will he know me and then will he see me
Tell him that love isn't done
Tell him don't leave me alone
. . .
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I don't know how to love him
What to do, how to move him
I've been changed, yes really changed
In these past few days
When I've seen myself
I seem like someone else
And I don't know how to take this
I don't see why he moves me
He's a man, he's just a man
And I've had so many men before
In very many ways
He's just one more
Should I bring him down
Should I scream and shout
Should I speak of love
Let my feelings out
I never thought I'd come to this
What's it all about
Yet, if he said he loved me
I'd be lost, I'd be frightened
I couldn't cope, just couldn't cope
I'd turn my head, I'd back away
I wouldn't want to know
He scares me so
Should I bring him down
Should I scream and shout
Should I speak of love
Let my feelings out
I never thought I'd come to this
What's it all about
He's a man, he's just a man
And I've had so many men before
In very many ways
He's just one more
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If U had a vineyard
On a fruitful hill
And U fenced it and cleared it
Of all stones until
U planted it
With the choicest of vine
And U even built a tower
And a press to make wine
And U looked that it would bring
fort sweet grapes
And it gave only wild grapes
What would U say?
Jerusalem and Judah
U be the judges I pray
Between me and my vineyard
This is what God says
What more could I have done in it
That I did not do in it?
Why when I ask it for sweetness
It brings only bitterness
For the vineyard of the Lord of
Hosts
Is the house of Israel
And the men of Judah
His pleasant plant
And he looks for justice but beholds
oppression
And he hopes for equality but hears a cry
Jerusalem and Judah
This is God’s reply
Sadness will come to those who build house
to house
And lay field to field ‘til there’s room
For none but U to dwell in the land
Oh in the land
And sadness will come to those who call
evil good
And good evil
Who present darkness as light and light as
darkness
Who present as sweetness only the things
which are
bitterness
For the vineyard of The Lord of Hosts
Is the house of Israel
And the men of Judah his pleasant plant
Oh that my eyes were a fountain of tears
That I might weep for my poor people
For every boot stamped with fierceness
For every cloak rolled in blood
Jerusalem and Judah
I’d cry if I could
. . .
|
|
There is no holy one like U
U install kings and take them down
Truly there is no one beside U
U made all of creation with wisdom
May the glory of Jah endure forever
The boughs of the mighty are broken
And the weak are clothed with strength
There is the sea, vast and wide
With all its creatures beyond number
There go the ships, they all look to U
U lift up the poor into a place of honour
May the glory of Jah endure forever
The boughs of the mighty are broken
And the weak are clothed with strength
The lord makes poor or he makes rich
The pillars of the earth belong to him
And he has set his world upon them
To raise us up from the dunghill
May the glory of Jah endure forever
The boughs of the mighty are broken
And the weak are clothed with strength.
. . .
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Why did I not die at birth?
Expire as I came from the womb?
Why were there knees to receive me?
Or breasts to feed me?
Why was I not like babies
Who never saw the light?
Who lie with kings and counsellors
Who rebuild ruins for themselves
And where rest
Those whose strength is spent
where small and great are alike
and the slave is free of his master
Oh watcher of men
Do U have eyes of flesh?
Is your vision like man?
Are your years the years of man?
U know that I'm not guilty
And that none can deliver from your hand.
Also u know that u have deeply wronged me oh
And u have fenced me in
You made it so nobody knows me
And I'm an outsider to them
When I accused U, U wouldn't speak
I said U tore up my hope like a tree
But I spoke without understanding
Of things beyond me which I did not know
And now I've heard U with my ears
And I've seen U with my eyes
Therefore I recant and relent
Being but dust and ashes
. . .
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Whomsoever dwells
In the shelter
Of the most high
Lives under the protection of the Shaddai
I say of my lord
That he is my fortress
That he is my own love
In whom I trust
That he will save u
From the fowler’s trap
And he will save U
From any Babylon crap
And he will lift U
All up in his wings
And you’ll find refuge
Oh underneath those things
And his truth will be your
Shield and rampart
So u need not fear
What comes looking for U in the dark
And U need not fear
What comes looking for U in the day
And U need not fear
What takes everybody else away
Ten thousand may fall at your side
Ten thousand at your right
But it can’t come near U
‘Cos you’re dealing with the most high
And he will send his angels to mind U
And they will lift u all up so that U
Won’t strike your foot against no stone
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