last remaining cd's. Includes artwork and cloth pouch
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
found in the church basement after 7 years...these are the last remaining cd's. I will likely never print this album again so this is it. I have at least 100 cds but maybe only 50 or so cloth pouches. First come first serve on those. The cloth silkscreen is actually from the EP pre-release and the fabric is a bit musty. Original liner notes, lyrics and artwork are included. There are a couple tracks on the cd that are not available in the download
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lyrics
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.
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Once again RAIJ manage to break my heart, toy with the pieces, bare them to my face and then put them all back together again. I really wish they wouldn't do that. vykr