Eloi, Eloi, Lama Sabachthani [Aramaic]
(My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?)
Was it the tune of the Doe of the Morning
My Savior sang as he died?
Did anyone join as our Singer departed
As the darkness took the light?
As broke down song in the dust of death
Tore that veil the earth did shake...
On that hill they called Skull
Graves did split, brung dead to wake...
[spoken word-Psalm 22]
"The poor will eat and be satisfied; they who seek the LORD will praise him--may your hearts live forever!
They will proclaim his righteousness to a people yet unborn--for he has done it."
A wrecking ball were the trumpets soundin'
As the walls of Jer'cho fell...
And through these songs the Spirit's a-movin',
Sometimes we sing sometimes we yell
[spoken word-Bishop Desmond Tutu]
"When the missionaries came to Africa they had the Bible and we had the land. They said, 'Let us pray.' We closed our eyes. When we opened them we had the Bible and they had the land."
Now the Land of the Living feels me footfalls.
We are walking onward to where the Spirit calls.
I'm Yours, We're Yours, and Yours.
Tishoumaren*, pain and joy...it's the song of the unemployed
Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist.
So raise it, to love like Jesus, we must resist.
It's Yours, they're Yours, and Yours.