in church yesterday, i found myself remembering this beautiful song. (although i hope im no stranger to the maker- we chat daily!) Oh, oh, deep water Black and cold like the night I stand with arms wide open Ive run a twisted line Im a stranger in the eyes of the Maker I could not see For the fog in my eyes I could not feel For the fear in my life And from across the great divide In the distance I saw a light Of John Baptist Walking to me with the Maker My body, my body is bent And broken by long and dangerous sleep I cant work the fields of Abraham And turn my head away Im not a stranger in the hands of the Maker Brother John, have you seen The homeless daughters Standing here with broken wings I have seen the flaming swords There over East of Eden Burning in the eyes of the Maker Burning in the eyes of the Maker Burning in the eyes of the Maker Oh, river rise from your sleep
Posted on: Fri, 28 Nov 2014 13:33:44 +0000
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