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BACH: Fantasia Super: Komm, Heiliger Geist, Herre Gott, BWV 651
FULL POWER!!! The overwhelming opening of Fantasia Super: Komm, Heiliger Geist, Herre Gott, performed by Leo van Doeselaar for All of Bach, refers almost literally to the opening lines of Acts 2 from the Bible, which say about Pentecost: “And when the day of Pentecost fully came, they were all with one accord in one…
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Diablo
From Heaven Satan fellI heard the death knell Pride led him to revoltFor all his intelligence he was a dolt He desired to be like God completelyTo have supreme sovereignty He was the chief archangel of lightNow he’s full of blight Satan is our adversaryBut in Christ we have victory The Devil prowls like a…
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The United States of Babylon
Is this the place where freedom liesBeneath the wicked cocaine skies The land of the freeFreedom to sin and create misery The love of God and country has long grown coldFor most in this Satanic fold Where have you gone halcyon daysNow we live in a haze Wrong is right and the insane are saneThis…
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Christmas in Yellowstone
I arrive at YellowstoneOn a cold and sunny morningIt’s Christmas EveHere I will celebrate Christ’s birth I spot a majestic eagleSoaring aboveIf only I could see with its eyesTo experience such freedom and exhilaration The eagle circles aboveIt’s on the huntSuddenly the great bird swoops downAnd catches a plump rabbit in its talons I walk…
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A Spring Journey
The rain falls gently downCovering hills of green and brownThe air smells fresh and newLike early morning dew A songbird chirps a sweet melodyIt seems to recognize meI love being connected to natureThere is nothing greater Observing God’s glorious creationFills me with elationAll this was made for manFollowing God’s master plan We must be good…
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My Broken Mind
I am crazy and barking madI’m quite insaneThis is my sad refrain At the turn of the millennium‘Twas a score and threeSince I lost my sanity Now my days are troubledFilled with pain and woeWe truly reap what we sow My thoughts are speeding pastIt’s a superluminal raceI can’t keep up the pace Delusions and…
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Thoughts on a Sunny Day
Woe is me From happiness I doth flee Time races past I’m a ship without a mast The days are dark and filled with pain Will I ever be sane Days turn into years Who can erase my fears I cling to hope and pray Of a future happy day For now I’ll bide my…