Valladolid, Mex., december 2006
The guy from Bethl´hem in far Palestine
came turning water into tasteful wine
and crooks he changes towards fellows fine;
I pray he will be also friend of mine
When morning ´s nearing the sun gives its light
the rising Christ he ends die-ers´ dark night
(Messiah, please end us diers´ dark night)
Old bodies sink down the grave which is right
´cause souls get new dress when heaven ´s in sight
Creator Spirit, Thou One holy God,
that devils take me I so do want not;
send speedy angels right here to this spot
I´m waiting, fullfill Your promise (that) we got
old melody (Er is een kindeke):
f a g f f a c´c´d´c´
bis
a d´ bes a c´a g a bes c
bes d´ bes a c´a g a g f
donderdag 25 oktober 2007
december 2006
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