idreamofshalom

  "It Wasn't His Child" By Sawyer Brown   He was her man, she was his wife And late one winter night He knelt by her As she gave birth But it wasn't his child, It wasn't his child Yet still he took him as his own And as he watched him grow It brought him joy But it wasn't his child It wasn't his child But like a father he was strong and kind And I believe he did his best It wasn't easy for him But he did all could His son was different from the rest It wasn't his child It wasn't his child And when the boy became a man He took his father's hand And soon the world Would all know why It wasn't his child It wasn't his child But like a father he was strong and kind And I believe he did his best It wasn't easy for him But he did all could He grew up with his hands in wood And he died with his hands in wood He was God's child, He was God's child He was her ma

"Hey Hey Now, Don't Dream It's Over" Crowded House " There is freedom within There is freedom without Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup There's a battle ahead Many battles are lost But you'll never see the end of the road While you're travelling with me …  Hey now, hey now Don't dream it's over Hey now, hey now When the world comes in They come, they come To build a wall between us We know they won't win   “So it will be afterward, I will pour out My Ruach on all flesh: your sons and daughters will prophesy, your old men will dream dreams, your young men will see visions. “Also on the male and the female servants will I pour out My spirit in those days. I will show wonders in the heavens and on the earth— blood, fire and pillars of smoke. The sun will be turned into darkness and the moon into blood, before the great and awesome day of  Adonai  comes. Then all who call on  Adonai ’s Name   will escape, for on Mount Zion and in Jerusale