An Obscure But Poignant Hymn

I saw these words on the facebook wall of a friend.  The words are meaningful to me.  I post them for quick reference and to share in case they bless others:

A mind at perfect peace with God!
Oh what a word is this!
A sinner reconciled through blood
This, this indeed is peace!

By nature and by practice far
How very far from God!
Yet now by grace brought near to Him
Through faith in Jesus blood!

So near, so very near to God,
I cannot nearer be!
For in the person of His Son
I am as near as He!

So dear, so very dear to God,
More dear I cannot be!
The love wherewith He loves the Son
Such is His love to me!

Why should I ever careful be,
Since such a God is mine?
He watches o’er me might and day
And tells me Mine is thine!

 

Mummer’s Dance – by Loreena McKennitt

Video

(This post was originally written in my secret blog on January 1, 2013, but I wasn’t ready to share it at the time).

I heard this for the first time just now, in the background of a video called “The Wounded Healer”, about which I read in this thread on a fb group called Highly Sensitive Souls:

http://www.facebook.com/groups/highlysensitives/permalink/10151224146327153/?comment_id=10151224151837153&notif_t=like

It is the first song to which I have been able to listen without feeling agony, in the past week or two… I don’t know how long. I’ve lost track of days. I am enveloped in darkness.

I do not feel happy. The whole tone of this song somehow fits as background music for the way I feel inside. Not the lyrics – just the sound.

I assume the lyrics to be something pagan, but I am putting my own meaning to them as MY Lord is THE Lord, and HE is the creator of all the things about which the song sings. I do not partake of pagan things, but rather I appreciate that which God has created.

Music and Lyrics by Loreena McKennitt

When in the Springtime of the year
When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew
Are dressed in ribbons fair

When owls call the breathless moon
In the blue veil of the night
The shadows of the trees appear
Amidst the lantern light

Chorus:
We’ve been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
We bring a garland gay

Who will go down to those shady groves
And summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
In the springtime of the year

The songs of birds seem to fill the wood
That when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard
Long past their woodland days

Chorus:
We’ve been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
We bring a garland gay

And so they linked their hands and danced
Round in circles and in rows
And so the journey of the night descends
When all the shades are gone

“A garland gay we bring you here
And at your door we stand
It is a sprout well budded out
The work of Our Lord’s hand”

Chorus:
We’ve been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
We bring a garland gay

Chorus:
We’ve been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again

It’s not always rainbows and butterflies…

Video

I stumbled across this cover song and am puzzled as to why there are only 108 views of it at this point.  I think it is beautiful, and far better to my ears than the original version by Maroon 5.

“She Will Be Loved”

Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else

I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I’ve had you so many times but somehow
I want more

I don’t mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved

Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn’t matter anymore

It’s not always rainbows and butterflies
It’s compromise that moves us along, yeah
My heart is full and my door’s always open
You can come anytime you want

I don’t mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved

I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls

Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful

I don’t mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved

[in the background]
Please don’t try so hard to say goodbye
Please don’t try so hard to say goodbye

Yeah
[softly]
I don’t mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain

Try so hard to say goodbye

That’s Where I Live

I can never find this song online, and I have never met anyone else who even knows who “Out Of The Grey” are, but here are the lyrics for one of my favorite songs by them.

That’s Where I Live (by Out Of The Grey)

On a street where the traffic never quite dies
There’s a house where joy hovers but never quite flies
A little room where peace has been locked away
Behind a window so dirty there’s no light of day
And that’s no way
And that’s no place to live

Closets too full of nothing to keep
Navigation turns tricky as the clutter grows deep
But to wander outside is to wander alone
Just can’t shake the feeling that nowhere is feeling like home

And that’s no way
That’s no way to live

And in my world of doubt
Where I can’t settle down
You’re all I know
So that’s where I go
That’s where I live

Will I settle for the shambles and live on these crumbs
Or trust that You’ll finish what You’ve begun
Cause in the midst of this mess I’ve foolishly made
You’re still building a home and I’m coming to stay

And that’s where I’ll live

I’m on my third copy of the CD (after having one copy kept from me by the ex, who didn’t even like this CD to my knowledge, and having had another copy stolen when two cases of my CDs got ripped off from my vehicle).

Before the CDs, I had it on cassette.

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Photo:  Christine Denté and Scott Denté, the wife and husband contemporary Christian music duo “Out Of The Grey”.

I’ve sometimes wondered if Scott’s dad’s name is Al.  😉

Creep (Radiohead)

I miss my oldest daughter.

My heart breaks for her.  She has been through so much.  She is in long-term rehab again – for a program that takes two to five years to complete, depending on the student.

Last time she was in for 11-1/2 months in a different place, and was clean for over two years.

Heroin got a hold of her.

I hate addictions.

She and I have similar musical tastes, from Mozart to Led Zeppelin to jamming in our imperfect way on our guitars to any song that comes to mind, and back again.

She introduced me to the music of Radiohead.

Finishing up my invoicing for work tonight, I was listening to “Creep” on my headset, and missing my firstborn child so much.

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(Photo from 2010 – my oldest daughter when she was 18, my youngest daughter when she was 18 months old, and me.)

That Beautiful Name Of Jesus

Words:  Jean Perry
Music:  Mabel J. Camp

I Know Of A Name

I know of a name, a beautiful name,
That angels brought down to earth;
They whispered it low, one night long ago,
To a maiden of lowly birth.

Refrain

That beautiful name, that beautiful name,
From sin has power to free us!
That beautiful name, that wonderful name,
That matchless name is Jesus!

I know of a name, a beautiful name,
That unto a Babe was given.
The stars glittered bright throughout that glad night,
And angels praised God in Heav’n.

Refrain

The One of that name, my Savior became,
My Savior of Calvary.
My sins nailed Him there; my burdens He bare.
He suffered all this for me.

Refrain

I love that blest name, that wonderful name,
Made higher than all in Heaven.
’Twas whispered, I know, in my heart long ago
To Jesus my life I’ve giv’n.

Refrain

(Dang!  I miss having a piano.  I so love old hymns.  I so love Jesus.)

Do you really want to hurt me?

I’ve never liked Culture Club/Boy George, but having read some of the lyrics, I realize there is some good, heartfelt song-writing there.

“Do You Really Want To Hurt Me?” (Culture Club version)

Give me time to realize my crime
Let me love and steal

I have danced nside your eyes
How can I be real

Do you really want to hurt me?
Do you really want to make me cry?
Precious kisses words that burn me
Lovers never ask you why

In my heart the fire’s burning
Choose my colour, find a star
Precious people always tell me
That’s a step, a step too far

Do you really want to hurt me?
Do you really want to make me cry?
Do you really want to hurt me?
Do you really want to make me cry?

Words are few I have spoken
I could waste a thousand years
Wrapped in sorrow words are token
Come inside and catch my tears

You’ve been talking but believe me
If it’s true you do not know
If my love’s without a reason
I’m prepared to let you go

If it’s love you want from me
Then take it away
Everything is not what you see
It’s over today

Ah!  I just found a cover of this song, with a musical style I like better:  Violent Femmes version

I needed time to realize my crime
It was let me love and steal
I did dances inside my mind
Now how can I be real

Do you really want to hurt me?
Do you really want to make me cry?
No I don t really want to hurt you

Then lovers always asked me:
Why why why why in my mind my memory’s burning
What’s your favorite color of your favorite car?
I took a step
The step was learning that that’s a step beyond a step too far

Do you really want to hurt me?
Do you really want to make me cry?
No I don’t really want to hurt you

I told the truth but it was still a lie
The words are few
Some are unspoken
I could sleep four thousand years
Man of sorrows word unbroken
His sweat like blood came down like tears
I’ve been talking
But believe me
I know that it’s true now that there’s no more
I don’t know
I’m in love and love’s the reason I’m not prepared to let you let me go
So if it’s love you want
Then take all of me
It’s this love I want
I can finally see

Do I really want to hurt you?
Do I really want to make you cry?
Yes I suppose I want to hurt you
You told the truth but it was still a lie

I’ve Had Days Like You

I wish I could post the song, too, but I can never find it online.  I used to have the cassette tape, and now I have it via iTunes.  Good stuff:

Days Like You (by Phil Keaggy)

If I portray myself blessed within,
If I display myself, try to show
I meet the approval of my kind.
If I pretend to have all I need,
It’s never intentional, I should have mentioned
I’m not always feeling just fine.

I have days like you,
Stuck in a rut, feeling the blues,
Oh I have days like you,
Just holding my ground.

If I defend myself hastily,
If I recommend myself, call for security
For the renewal of my mind.
There is a greater will to be done
In the name of the Father and of the Son
With all my intentions behind.

I have days like you,
Stuck in the mud, feeling the blues,
And I have days like you,
Just holding my ground.
Life leaves us to choose,
How will we finish, win or lose?
Oh I have days like you,
And these days just come around.

I have days like you,
Stuck in a rut, feeling the blues,
And I have days like you,
Just holding my ground.
Life leaves us to choose,
How will we finish, win or lose?
Oh I have days like you,
And these days just come around.
I have days like you,
Stuck in the mud, feeling the blues,
Oh I have days like you,
Just holding my ground.

And these days just come around.