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Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Candle Light

Praise You in This Storm
words by Mark Hall/music by Mark Hall and Bernie Herms

I was sure by now, God, You would have reached down
and wiped our tears away,
stepped in and saved the day.
But once again, I say amen
and it's still raining
as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain,
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away.

And I'll praise you in this storm
and I will lift my hands
for You are who You are
no matter where I am
and every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
and though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm

I remember when I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to You
and raised me up again
my strength is almost gone how can I carry on
if I can't find You
and as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away

I lift my eyes unto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
I lift my eyes unto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth

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Saturday, August 19, 2006

My daughter Ashley joined the Navy and left for boot camp August 7, 2006. Her Dad was her recruiter. We are very proud of her. She phoned us today and we spoke briefly. She sounds great. This life is all she has really known growing up in a military home. It has been her goal for several years.

Original Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Stand Navy down the field, sails set to the sky.
We'll never change our course, so Army you steer shy-y-y-y.
Roll up the score, Navy, Anchors Aweigh.
Sail Navy down the field and sink the Army, sink the Army Grey.

[Verse 2]
Get underway, Navy, Decks cleared for the fray,
We'll hoist true Navy Blue So Army down your Grey-y-y-y.
Full speed ahead, Navy; Army heave to,
Furl Black and Grey and Gold and hoist the Navy, hoist the Navy Blue

[Verse 3]
Blue of the Seven Seas; Gold of God's great sun
Let these our colors be Till all of time be done-n-n-ne,
By Severn shore we learn Navy's stern call:
Faith, courage, service true With honor over, honor over all.

Revised Lyrics
by George D. Lottman

[Verse 1]
Stand, Navy, out to sea, Fight our battle cry;
We'll never change our course, So vicious foe steer shy-y-y-y.
Roll out the TNT, Anchors Aweigh. Sail on to victory
And sink their bones to Davy Jones, hooray!

[Verse 2]
Anchors Aweigh, my boys, Anchors Aweigh.
Farewell to college joys, we sail at break of day-ay-ay-ay.
Through our last night on shore, drink to the foam,
Until we meet once more. Here's wishing you a happy voyage home.

Labels: ashley, lyrics, navy

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Sunday, April 09, 2006

Artist/Band: Van Zant
Lyrics for Song: Help Somebody
Lyrics for Album: Get Right With the Man

Well grandaddy was a hillbilly scholar,
blue collar of a man...
He came from the school of "you don't need nothin'
if you can't make it with your own two hands"

He was backwoods, backwards, used words like:
no sir, yes ma'am, by god, I'll be darned, hell yeah I'm American..
and all the years he walked this earth
I swear all he did was work.
He said the devil dreams on an idle horse
so you listen to me squirt..

Don't get too high on a bottle,
and get right with a man.
Fight your fights, find your grace
and all the things you two can't change, and help somebody if you can

Now Granny said sonny
stick to your gun if you believe in something
no matter what
cause it's better to be hated for who you are
Than loved for someone you're not.

She was 5 feet of concrete
New York born and raised on a slick city street.
She'll stare you down, stand her ground,
still kickin' and screamin' at 93
I remember how frail she looked
in that hospital bed
taking her last few breaths of life
and smiling as she said

Don't get too high on a bottle,
just a little syrup now and then,
fight your fights,
find your grace,
and all the things you two can't change
and help somebody if you can,
and get right with a man

I never let a cowboy make the coffee
yeah thats what Granny always said to my Grandad
and he'd say never tell a joke
that ain't that funny more than once
and if you wanna hear God laugh,
tell Him your plans

Don't get too high on a bottle,
get right with a man, son.
fight your fights,
find your grace,
and all the things you two can't change
and help somebody if you can
and get right with a man

and get right with a man

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Sunday, December 11, 2005

by Leroy Bell
(a single from the CD, written and performed by a local artist)

When I was young I use to wish for many things
All the things that children wish for in their dreams
Every night before I lay me down to sleep
I dream of all the things tomorrow would bring

Now I'm older and I have children of my own to protect
And everywhere I look all I see is the hate and conflict
If I could have back all the wishes of my youth
I would wish for one thing only

I dream of peace
I dream of love
I dream that everyone would throw down their guns

I imagine there's a future where all of us live
In a world of peace where people have more love to give
It's a place where hate can never, never survive
It's a place where war is always, always a crime
Cause I believe there's a goodness in each one of us
If we could find the light which soon would help us to trust
If we could grow the seeds of all, all that we need
we could find the melody

I dream of peace
I dream of love
I dream that everyone would throw down their guns

Ohhhh

I believe that we can make a difference this time
I believe that we can change the future one by one
I believe that we can.....

Soooooon

When I was young I use to wish for many things
All the things that children wish for in their dreams
Now I'm older and I see things through my son's eyes
All the innocence and hope

I dream of peace
I dream of love
I dream that everyone would throw down their guns
I dream of peace..... for you
And I dream of love.....for everyone
I dream of peace
I dream of love

I dream of peace

.........

Christmas In The Northwest was cut in 1985 in Seattle Washington and is released every year at Christmas time to raise money for Children's Hospitals. It brings together both well known and local artists. You can find it for sale in stores throughout the state and also online at Amazon.com

http://www.christmasinthenorthwest.com/

Labels: christmas, lyrics

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