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As You prepare and take great care to bring us Home

January 10, 2024 - 9:29am — ronsue
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In our weakness and in troubling times we acknowledge God's daily care and our hope and plea to Him to bring us HOME.
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January 10, 2024 - 5:05pm — Richard Schletty

Bring it on home

Your song has a bit of a Simon and Garfunkel vibe. Good lyrics and rhythmic momentum. Clever wordplay.

"Living by the edge, the edge of a knife, could easily end my bodily life. But anyway you cut it, my hope is your [sight/side?]" I am not understanding some of the words. But I get the general gist of the song. It would be nice to see the lyrics. Have you performed your songs in public? This would be good for a youth rally.

Thanks for sharing.
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Richard Schletty | Schletty Design and Music | www.schletty.com

January 11, 2024 - 4:03pm — ronsue

I Wiil paste the lyrics

I've read many books by Pope Benedict and one thing he reminds us of is readiness to face persecution. 
The line about a knife is an allusion to outright persecution. I read the life of St Thomas Moore and how the persecution of the faithful sprang up rather quickly.  
January 11, 2024 - 4:32pm — Richard Schletty

Thanks, Ron

You are much better read than I ever was. My main daily reading has to do with efficient ways of developing websites, and troubleshooting tech gone bad.

I do derive good counsel and inspiration from Sunday Mass scripture readings and the psalms.

Looking forward to the lyrics. This song deserves and needs to go viral. How can we make that happen?
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Richard Schletty | Schletty Design and Music | www.schletty.com

January 12, 2024 - 2:06pm — ronsue

My mind cycloned refers to my

My mind cycloned refers to my experience in the late sixties as a student at UMass in Boston during the anti-war protest, sexual revolution, and wide spread drug use.  The city was teeming with us baby boomers come of age and pride. promiscuity, drug abuse, and nihilism in the anti-war demonstrations were full-blown. In my senior, we had bomb sacres twice a day and the faculty voted to shut the school down in early March and we had no graduation just a diploma mailed to us. Some people I knew died through overdoses and acute depression. I wrote this song in the late nineties after a conversion process that started in 1981. That is what cycloned refers to. It could be applied to people with little or no faith formation who have attended public schools and secular colleges or universities in the past 40 years. 
 

LYRICS:
Don't know much of anything except what I’m told
Must be hard to get through to me -my mind cycloned
I thirst to hear what You say every day
Don’t wanna do it my way Done that before
Wanna do it your way You know the score
And what is more, You Love me more than words can say
Every hair is numbered every second known
Known by by God who Loves -wants to bring us home
Bring us home - bring us home - bring us home
Living by the waters the River of Life
Overflowing constantly a delta delight
In this night of the age in our souls
Living by the edge of a knife
Could easily end my bodily life
But any way you cut it my hope is your sight
O that vision through this suffering is my light
Every day you feed me Your body and blood
Every day You teach me what it means to have
To have Life and have it full and live in peace
Every day you gotta put on those cleansing shoes
It’s all part of paying my dues
Learn how to live that good news
It burns me clean- it prunes me back your words are true
Our sins are many the darkness thick
Our secret thoughts are being laid bare
As you prepare and take great care to bring us home
Home home home home -  bring us home -home 

 
January 12, 2024 - 2:10pm — Richard Schletty

The lyrics

Thanks for posting the lyrics plus the backstory. I may have more comments later.
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Richard Schletty | Schletty Design and Music | www.schletty.com

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