Wednesday, June 3, 2009

A sorrowful confession

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From 1981:

Come walk with me in the darkness
and as we walk along
I'll tell you quite a story
and I'll sing you quite a song
I'll sing of light and darkness
of victory and defeat
Corruption on the mountains and
compassion in the street

For it's a long night and weary
grow the feet that walk the long road
but the morning will come sweet
Yes it's a long night and the Prince is in the
streets tonight

We'll walk into the city, Chaos is it's name
And in its streets and alleys
Are the blind, the sick, the maimed
And the children cry for water and
relief seems out of sight
And they dream about tomorrow in
the darkness of the night

For it's a long night and weary
grow the feet that walk the long road
but the morning will come sweet
Yes it's a long night and the Prince is in the
streets tonight

Well just outside that city far from the blight
and pain
Is a holy mountain fortress where life seems
calm and sane
There's feasting there and singing by tranquil
waterfalls
And the streetfolks never come there
'cause they cannot climb the walls

At the gateway to the fortress
The Man of Sorrows cries
A Prince in beggar's clothing with compassion
in his eyes
The mountain folks won't hear him so he'll
turn his feet around
And the ruler of the mountains becomes a
servant in the town

For it's a long night and weary
grow the feet that walk the long road
but the morning will come sweet
Yes it's a long night and the Prince is in the
streets tonight

Well I see his kingdom coming
I see the victory day
There'll be no need of fortress walls
For there is a better way
The Prince will lift the lowly, and the proud will
taste defeat
Don't look for the kingdom on the mountain
for it's coming in the street

For it's a long night and weary
grow the feet that walk the long road
but the morning will come sweet
Yes it's a long night and the Prince is in the
streets tonight

Ken Medema, 1981...Word Music

Believe it or not I found and listened to this album on the original vinyl. I am unable to process the information about what I knew then and where I am now. I am really seeking. The story will be His.

Castle
 

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