A song a day keeps the november blues away...
Lyrics:My heart is a treasure field of mystery and prophecyI guard it in a sacred cave of childhood memoryMy Son, My SonStories and promises- You said it would be like thisIn a dark time and place, You have made the humble greatMy Son, My SonPromise of Old, You pierce my soul!A mother's grief, the Father's agonyOh Mighty One, Father of MercyGiver of Life, do what You will with me
wow!! those are wonderful lyrics. It's very moving.
I can't use words to describe the emotions that this song evokes...its not manipulative...there's a difference.This should be in the soundtrack of a movie...and on the festive collective cd!
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ReplyDeleteMy heart is a treasure field of mystery and prophecy
I guard it in a sacred cave of childhood memory
My Son, My Son
Stories and promises- You said it would be like this
In a dark time and place, You have made the humble great
My Son, My Son
Promise of Old, You pierce my soul!
A mother's grief, the Father's agony
Oh Mighty One, Father of Mercy
Giver of Life, do what You will with me
wow!! those are wonderful lyrics. It's very moving.
ReplyDeleteI can't use words to describe the emotions that this song evokes...its not manipulative...there's a difference.
ReplyDeleteThis should be in the soundtrack of a movie...and on the festive collective cd!