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This song is simple.
I am of course singing about Jesus here.
The thing is that lately my life has been drug through
the mud along with the lives of several of my friends.
One of them recently told me that he had been driving
and was singing worship music to God and at the same
time was enraged and violently opposed to him. This was
a strange place to be, he told me.
In the midst of this pain, loss, and our souls being stretched
thin, this song was a joy to write. It is a joy to praise God.
And, i believe it blesses Him, yes, i believe we can bless Him.
I believe it makes Him fall down silly with happiness when we
speak words of hope, when we stare disappointment in the face
and say PRAISE JESUS.
Musically the chorus part that repeats is in minors for a reason, and the reason is that
i'm not bubbly and bouncy right now when i am praising God. This is
not a campfire 3 chord summer-stunt. This is the time when the stuff gets real and
we can only say, as Amber Haines quoted a friend as saying, 'we are sustained.'
Baker's Album: 1) Blinding; 2) Welcome Here
Monday, May 26, 2008
Friday, May 16, 2008
Land of Fools
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This is a song inspired by my friend Kyle and his family in Mozambique Africa. As I have reflected over this song in the past few months, I have thought also of Craig and Cindy, who seem to be defying the rich-man syndrome that plagues us. As an addendum, please see this video after listening to the song. Piper has a way with words that I will never have.
Lyrics:
There’s a faith deep in our pocket books
Pinstripe in our suits
There’s a jingle in each step of our shoes
We drive on streets of stone
Awash in Texas gold
We all rich men in a land of wealthy fools
We say grace before our next belly full
Let us thank us for our food
We profit on the poor man’s toil and blues
We devise a miserly portion
So to steal the widow’s mite
We all rich men in a land of wealthy fools
Chorus
We are rich men in a land of wealthy fools
Where the rich men and their money make the rules
With no thought of the narrow
Closing gates to walk on through
We are rich men, in a land of wealthy fools
There’s a love like a dirt floor
Grace like a thatched roof
There’s a faith the length of a soy bean root
There’s a blister bellied boy
With a hope to hold on to,
We all rich men, in a land of wealthy fools
Chorus
Wisdom is a strange man
With calloused feet and stretching skin
On a road hoed with migrant’s shoes
How beautiful the feet that bring,
The poor man’s simple news
We are rich men in a land of wealthy fools
Where the rich men and their money make the rules
With no thought of the narrow
Closing gates to walk on through
We are rich men, in a land of wealthy fools
We are rich men, in a land of wealthy fools
Where the rich men and their money break the rules;
We place our trust and spend our coin
On metal rust and passing joy
We are rich men in a land of wealthy fools
Seth's Previous Posts: 1. Train Wreck
This is a song inspired by my friend Kyle and his family in Mozambique Africa. As I have reflected over this song in the past few months, I have thought also of Craig and Cindy, who seem to be defying the rich-man syndrome that plagues us. As an addendum, please see this video after listening to the song. Piper has a way with words that I will never have.
Lyrics:
There’s a faith deep in our pocket books
Pinstripe in our suits
There’s a jingle in each step of our shoes
We drive on streets of stone
Awash in Texas gold
We all rich men in a land of wealthy fools
We say grace before our next belly full
Let us thank us for our food
We profit on the poor man’s toil and blues
We devise a miserly portion
So to steal the widow’s mite
We all rich men in a land of wealthy fools
Chorus
We are rich men in a land of wealthy fools
Where the rich men and their money make the rules
With no thought of the narrow
Closing gates to walk on through
We are rich men, in a land of wealthy fools
There’s a love like a dirt floor
Grace like a thatched roof
There’s a faith the length of a soy bean root
There’s a blister bellied boy
With a hope to hold on to,
We all rich men, in a land of wealthy fools
Chorus
Wisdom is a strange man
With calloused feet and stretching skin
On a road hoed with migrant’s shoes
How beautiful the feet that bring,
The poor man’s simple news
We are rich men in a land of wealthy fools
Where the rich men and their money make the rules
With no thought of the narrow
Closing gates to walk on through
We are rich men, in a land of wealthy fools
We are rich men, in a land of wealthy fools
Where the rich men and their money break the rules;
We place our trust and spend our coin
On metal rust and passing joy
We are rich men in a land of wealthy fools
Seth's Previous Posts: 1. Train Wreck
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Walk On By
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So I haven't written many love songs (a fact my wife often lovingly chides me about), and it's almost summertime, so why not have a summertime love song? So here it is - Staci, I love you!
Here are the lyrics:
Up into the stary night
Watch her glowing as she shows us
We should slowly say goodnight
Can you see the fireflies dancing
To the music in the air
And the whole earth joins the chorus
For this song we're meant to share
So I haven't written many love songs (a fact my wife often lovingly chides me about), and it's almost summertime, so why not have a summertime love song? So here it is - Staci, I love you!
Here are the lyrics:
Walk On By
Can you see the sun a waiving
On it’s way out of the sky
Watch it go and hope it’s slow
And know it’s time to say goodbye
Can you hear the calm of evening
It’s a summer melody
Come on and stay a moment longer
Won't you linger here with me
I love, I love, I love you
I want you to be mine
And I’ll be yours tonight
I love, I love, I love you
I’m waiting for you now
So don’t turn and walk on by
Up into the stary night
Watch her glowing as she shows us
We should slowly say goodnight
Can you see the fireflies dancing
To the music in the air
And the whole earth joins the chorus
For this song we're meant to share
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Welcome Here (The Song)
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V1
There's no one else to trust,
I trust you Lord
Of all that i might lust,
I long for you Lord
Bridge
Forever connected, securely protected; free
This world rejected, still you excepted me
Chorus
On my knees
Let nothing in me interfere
On my knees
Holy Spirit you are welcome here
On my knees
Make all resistance disappear
On my knees
Holy Spirit you are welcome here
V2
You formed me from the dust
I live by you Lord
This earth will fade and rust
But you renew me Lord
Bridge
Forever connected, Securely protected; free
This world rejected, still you accepted me
* I will give small descriptions of how the songs came about
in a few days.*
enjoy.
V1
There's no one else to trust,
I trust you Lord
Of all that i might lust,
I long for you Lord
Bridge
Forever connected, securely protected; free
This world rejected, still you excepted me
Chorus
On my knees
Let nothing in me interfere
On my knees
Holy Spirit you are welcome here
On my knees
Make all resistance disappear
On my knees
Holy Spirit you are welcome here
V2
You formed me from the dust
I live by you Lord
This earth will fade and rust
But you renew me Lord
Bridge
Forever connected, Securely protected; free
This world rejected, still you accepted me
* I will give small descriptions of how the songs came about
in a few days.*
enjoy.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Train Wreck - First Post
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Read Mark 2:15-17 before listening. I will post a good translation in the comments section as the first comment for those of you who are without your bible at the present time.
Train Wreck
Verse 1:
I remember they said you were all quite pleasant
You some inarticulate innocuous presence
You were as genteel as a sleepy Sunday Drive
I remember no comfort in those stories they told,
In the lies they tied in their perfect collared folds
In the ruby studded links that put their hands in cuffs
Chorus:
Cause you're the coal burning
You're the slow churning
You're the blind siding
The Life unwinding
You're the twisted metal in the train wreck of your love
Verse 2:
And they took me to task and the task was too great
So I fell from their ranks and I gained their disgrace
But they clung to their stories and sinched their knots up tight
And you watched them all choking and you watched them all die
You wrecklessly came like the thorn in my side
And you mangled my models and melted my iron-clad faith
Chorus:
Cause you're the coal burning
You're the slow churning
You're the blind siding
The Life unwinding
You're the twisted metal in the train wreck of your love
You're the smell of the sulfer
You're the wreckage perfume
You're the green house gas in the chemical plume
You're the twisted metal in the train wreck of your love
Bridge:
And their necks crained from their silken noose
And they watched from their white washed tombs
And they scoffed the tragic imprint of
A life wrecked love
Read Mark 2:15-17 before listening. I will post a good translation in the comments section as the first comment for those of you who are without your bible at the present time.
Train Wreck
Verse 1:
I remember they said you were all quite pleasant
You some inarticulate innocuous presence
You were as genteel as a sleepy Sunday Drive
I remember no comfort in those stories they told,
In the lies they tied in their perfect collared folds
In the ruby studded links that put their hands in cuffs
Chorus:
Cause you're the coal burning
You're the slow churning
You're the blind siding
The Life unwinding
You're the twisted metal in the train wreck of your love
Verse 2:
And they took me to task and the task was too great
So I fell from their ranks and I gained their disgrace
But they clung to their stories and sinched their knots up tight
And you watched them all choking and you watched them all die
You wrecklessly came like the thorn in my side
And you mangled my models and melted my iron-clad faith
Chorus:
Cause you're the coal burning
You're the slow churning
You're the blind siding
The Life unwinding
You're the twisted metal in the train wreck of your love
You're the smell of the sulfer
You're the wreckage perfume
You're the green house gas in the chemical plume
You're the twisted metal in the train wreck of your love
Bridge:
And their necks crained from their silken noose
And they watched from their white washed tombs
And they scoffed the tragic imprint of
A life wrecked love
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Blinding take #4
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http://www.mediamax.com/commonguild/Hosted/Blinding%20%28new%29.mp3
So i redid this little punk with some of the comments in my mind.
sorry no cello.
what does this one do for you?
too hokey? boring?
http://www.mediamax.com/commonguild/Hosted/Blinding%20%28new%29.mp3
So i redid this little punk with some of the comments in my mind.
sorry no cello.
what does this one do for you?
too hokey? boring?
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Blinding
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Another moment in time, like that means something to me.
You see; I’m not bound by those things.
There is no sin that’s above; from that I distance myself.
And every battle I’ve won.
Do you know me?
You say you know me.
To live as Christ, and to die? Now that’s a dangerous thought.
Would you accept if I called you to it?
Where seed is hitting the path, your life a symbol displays
that comfort doesn’t last long.
Do you know me?
You say you know me.
The time is coming; it’s set. It’s just a moment from now.
It’s not a question of how. You can’t know that yet.
I’ll just raise my hands and all problems are solved.
So are you ready for light if it’s blinding?
Drawn to shoreline again where you can see everything,
and face the space that’s been blocking your view.
Can an inch not divide? And yet you think you possess
all you need to survive?
*This song was just recently re-recorded. I wrote this in 2003 and
it was originally done faster, with a lot more intricacy in the guitar,
and with djembe. I can always post the original if anyone is interested.
The Baker
Another moment in time, like that means something to me.
You see; I’m not bound by those things.
There is no sin that’s above; from that I distance myself.
And every battle I’ve won.
Do you know me?
You say you know me.
To live as Christ, and to die? Now that’s a dangerous thought.
Would you accept if I called you to it?
Where seed is hitting the path, your life a symbol displays
that comfort doesn’t last long.
Do you know me?
You say you know me.
The time is coming; it’s set. It’s just a moment from now.
It’s not a question of how. You can’t know that yet.
I’ll just raise my hands and all problems are solved.
So are you ready for light if it’s blinding?
Drawn to shoreline again where you can see everything,
and face the space that’s been blocking your view.
Can an inch not divide? And yet you think you possess
all you need to survive?
*This song was just recently re-recorded. I wrote this in 2003 and
it was originally done faster, with a lot more intricacy in the guitar,
and with djembe. I can always post the original if anyone is interested.
The Baker
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Hymns for Friday-Great Jehovah
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I was asked to rewrite a hymn for Church on Sunday. My wife helped me redo it. This is very rough, but here is how it is coming. I will take this post down on Sunday, and be uploading a new song by the Baker. Listen to this one while you can and let me know how you feel about it.
I was asked to rewrite a hymn for Church on Sunday. My wife helped me redo it. This is very rough, but here is how it is coming. I will take this post down on Sunday, and be uploading a new song by the Baker. Listen to this one while you can and let me know how you feel about it.
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