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Chapter 7: Creation
Sing ye praises to our King,
O sing ye praises to our King and Ruler.
Come and hear all ye men.
Come and hear my praises.
He doth bless all the earth,
bringeth peace and comfort.
Shout unto God all ye men.
Shout unto God all your praises.
Chapter 8: Psalms
He will not stand in the path of the sinner
He will not sit in the seat of the scoffer
For the law of the Lord is his delight
In his law he meditates, day and night
He will be like a tree planted by water
He will yield his fruit in its season, his leaves won’t die
In whatever he does, he will prosper
Blessed is he who will follow the Lord
He will not stand in the path of the sinner
He will not sit in the seat of the scoffer
For the law of the Lord is his delight
For the lost, they are like chaff that the wind drives away
They are not safe at any time their life could perish
Blessed is he who will follow the Lord
He will not stand in the path of the sinner
He will not sit in the seat of the scoffer
For the law of the Lord is his delight
The Lord holds the plans, and the paths of all who follow him
The righteous will stand secure and last forever
He will not stand in the path of the sinner
He will not sit in the seat of the scoffer
For the law of the Lord is his delight
His delight
His delight
Antes que os montes nascessem
Ou que formasses a terra e o mundo, sim
De eternidade a eternidade
Tu és Deus
Nós somos como uma nuvem
Como a relva que desaparece
De eternidade a eternidade
Tu és Deus
[Refrão]
Tu és o mesmo
Ontem, hoje e para sempre
De geração em geração
Tu és Deus
Tu és o mеsmo
Sobre o Trono eternamеnte
De geração em geração
O nosso refúgio
[Interlúdio]
Declare, só Ele é Deus
[Verso]
Antes que os montes nascessem
Ou que formasses a terra e o mundo, sim
De eternidade a eternidade
Tu és Deus
Nós somos como uma nuvem
Como a relva que desaparece
De eternidade a eternidade
Tu és Deus (Tu és)
Tu és o mesmo
Ontem, hoje e para sempre
De geração em geração
Tu és Deus
Tu és o mesmo
Sobre o Trono eternamente
De geração em geração
O nosso refúgio
[Ponte]
Mil anos para Ti
São como o dia que passou
Bendito és para sempre e sempre, oh
Bendito és para sempre e sempre
Bendito és para sempre e sempre (Senhor)
Bendito és para sempre e sempre (Sim)
Bendito és para sempre e sempre
Bendito és para sempre e sempre
[Refrão]
Tu és o mesmo
Ontem, hoje e para sempre
De geração em geração
Tu és Deus
Tu és o mesmo
Sobre o Trono eternamente
De geração em geração
De geração em geração
Aleluia, eterno Deus
Rei dos reis, Senhor dos senhores
Príncipe da paz
Cordeiro de Deus
Leão da tribo de Judá
Maranata, ora vem, Senhor Jesus
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Chapter 9: Isaac and Family
Leonard Cohen: “Story of Isaac” lyrics
The door it opened slowlyMy father he came inI was nine years oldAnd he stood so tall above meBlue eyes they were shiningAnd his voice was very cold
He said, “I’ve had a visionAnd you know I’m strong and holyI must do what I’ve been told”So he started up the mountainI was running, he was walkingAnd his axe was made of gold
Well, the trees they got much smallerThe lake, a lady’s mirrorWe stopped to drink some wineThen he threw the bottle overBroke a minute laterAnd he put his hand on mine
Thought I saw an eagleBut it might have been a vultureI never could decideThen my father built an altarHe looked once behind his shoulderHe knew I would not hide
You who build these altars nowTo sacrifice these childrenYou must not do it anymoreA scheme is not a visionAnd you never have been temptedBy a demon or a God
You who stand above them nowYour hatchets blunt and bloodyYou were not there beforeWhen I lay upon a mountainAnd my father’s hand was tremblingWith the beauty of the word
And if you call me brother nowForgive me if I inquire“Just according to whose plan?”When it all comes down to dustI will kill you if I mustI will help you if I can
When it all comes down to dustI will help you if I mustI will kill you if I canAnd mercy on our uniformMan of peace or man of warThe peacock spreads his fan
Bob Dylan: “Highway 61 Revisited” lyrics
Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son”
Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on”
God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?”
God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin’ you better run”
Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?”
God says, “Out on Highway 61”
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
Welfare Department they wouldn’t give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard where can I go
Howard said there’s only one place I know
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run
Ol’ Howard just pointed with his gun
And said that way down on Highway 61
Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
I got forty red white and blue shoestrings
And a thousand telephones that don’t ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son
And he said yes I think it can be easily done
Just take everything down to Highway 61
Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night
Told the first father that things weren’t right
My complexion she said is much too white
He said come here and step into the light he says hmm you’re right
Let me tell the second mother this has been done
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61
Now the rovin’ gambler he was very bored
He was tryin’ to create a next world war
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before
But yes I think it can be very easily done
We’ll just put some bleachers out in the sun
And have it on Highway 61
Chapter 11
Thomas Weelkes: “O Jonathan, Woe is Me”
O Jonathan, woe is me for thee,
my brother Jonathan:
very kind hast thou been unto me:
thy love to me was wonderful,
passing the love of women
