Friday, October 31, 2008

Ein feste Burg ist unser Gott

by Martin Luther

Ein feste Burg ist unser Gott,
Ein gute Wehr und Waffen.
Er hilft uns frei aus aller Not,
Die uns jetzt hat betroffen.
Der alt böse Feind,
Mit Ernst er's jetzt meint.
Groß Macht und viel List
Sein grausam Rüstung ist.
Auf Erd ist nicht seinsgleichen.

Mit unsrer Macht ist nichts getan,
Wir sind gar bald verloren.
Es streit't für uns der rechte Mann,
Den Gott hat selbst erkoren.
Fragst du, wer der ist?
Er heißt Jesus Christ,
Der Herr Zebaoth,
Und ist kein ander Gott.
Das Feld muß er behalten.

Und wenn die Welt voll Teufel wär
Und wollt uns gar verschlingen,
So fürchten wir uns nicht so sehr,
Es soll uns doch gelingen.
Der Fürst dieser Welt,
Wie saur er sich stellt,
Tut er uns doch nicht.
Das macht, er ist gericht't.
Ein Wörtlein kann ihn fällen.

Das Wort sie sollen lassen stahn
Und kein' Dank dazu haben.
Er ist bei uns wohl auf dem Plan
Mit seinem Geist und Gaben.
Nehmen sie den Leib,
Gut, Ehr, Kind und Weib,
Laß fahren dahin.
Sie haben's kein Gewinn.
Das Reich muß uns doch bleiben.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Something Changed

by Jarvis Cocker

I wrote this song two hours before we met
I didn't know your name or what you looked like yet
I could have stayed at home and gone to bed
I could have gone to see a film instead
You might have changed your mind and seen your friend
Life could have been very different but then
Something changed

Do you believe that there's someone up above?
And does he have a timetable directing acts of love?
Why did I write this song on that one day?
Why did you touch my hand and softly say:
'Stop asking questions that don't matter anyway
'Just give us a kiss to celebrate here today
'Something changed'

When we woke up that morning we had no way of knowing
That in a matter of hours we'd change the way we were going
Where would I be now?
Where would I be now if we'd never met?
Would I be singing this song to someone else instead?
I don't know, but like you just said
Something changed

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Live Forever

by Noel Gallagher

Maybe I don't really wanna know
How your garden grows
'Cause I just want to fly
Lately did you ever feel the pain
In the morning rain
As it soaks you to the bone?

Maybe I just want to fly
Want to live, but don't want to die
Maybe I just want to breathe
Maybe I just don't believe
Maybe you're the same as me
We see things they'll never see
You and I, we're gonna live forever

Maybe I will never be
All the things that I want to be
Now is not the time to cry
Now's the time to find out why
I think you're the same as me
We see things they'll never see
You and I, we're gonna live forever

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

The Rainbow Connection

by Paul Williams

Why are there so many
Songs about rainbows
And what's on the other side?

Rainbows are visions
But only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide

So we've been told, and some choose to believe it
I know they're wrong, wait and see
Someday we'll find it
The rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me

Who said that wishes
Would be heard and answered
When wished on the morning star?

Somebody thought of that
And someone believed it
Look what it's done so far

What's so amazing that keeps us stargazing?
And what do we think we might see?
Someday we'll find it
The rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me

All of us under its spell
We know that it's probably magic

Have you been half asleep?
And have you heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name

Is this the sweet sound
That calls the young sailors?
The voice might be one and the same

I've heard it too many times to ignore it
It's something that I'm supposed to be
Someday we'll find it
The rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me

Why are there so many
Songs about rainbows?
That's part of what rainbows do

Rainbows are memories
Sweet dream reminders
What is it you'd like to do?

All of us watching and wishing we'd find it
I've noticed you're watching too
Some day you'll find it
The rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and you

Sunday, August 24, 2008

The Word

by Sara Groves

I've done every devotional
Been every place emotional
Trying to hear a new word from God
And I think it's very odd
That while I attempt to help myself
My Bible sits upon my shelf
With every promise I could ever need

The Word was
The Word is
The Word will be

People are getting fit for Truth
Like they're buying a new tailored suit
Does it fit across the shoulders?
Does it fade when it gets older?
We throw ideas that aren't in style
In the Salvation Army pile
And search for something more to meet our needs

The Word was
The Word is
The Word will be

I think it's time I rediscover
All the ground that I have covered
Like 'Seek ye first,' what a verse
We are pressed but not crushed
Perplexed but don't despair
We are persecuted but not abandoned

We are no longer slaves
We are daughters and sons
When we are weak, we are very strong
Neither death nor life
Nor present nor future
Nor depth nor height
Can keep us from the love of Christ
And the Word I need
Is the Word that was
That put on flesh to dwell with us

In the beginning....

The Word was
The Word is
The Word will be

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Maze

by Tom Marshall

The overhead view is of me in a maze
And you see what I'm hunting a few steps away
I take a wrong turn, and I'm on the wrong path
And the people all watching enjoy a good laugh
Embarrassed with failure, I try to reverse
The course that my tread had already traversed

In so doing, the trauma engulfing my dream
Invaded through what was an unguarded seam
The torrent of helplessness swept me away
To the cavern of shame and the hall of dismay
Inside me a voice was repeating the phrase
'You've lost it, you'll never get out of this maze'

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

The Story

by Phil Hanseroth

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true, I was made for you

I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines, and I broke all the rules
But I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do, and I was made for you

You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what I've been through
Like you do, and I was made for you