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A thread for Jesus - the original rock roller!

windhoek

windhoek

The Phoolosopher
Okay, I'm not a follower of the big man upstairs myself, but a lot of people are, and a lot of great pop and rock songs have been written about him. Let's see if we can have a Jesus tribute thread. I'll start with a couple of classics:

Roxy Music - Psalm

Gary Moore - The Messiah Will Come Again
 

Now, I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light in every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah…

Leonard Cohen
 

Well, Jesus gonna be here
He's gonna be here soon
He's gonna cover us up with leaves
With a blanket from the moon
With a promise and a vow
And a lullaby for my brow
Jesus gonna be here
Gonna be here soon

Well, I'm not gonna do nothing
I'm gonna wait here
I don't have to shout
I got no reason, yeah
And I got no doubt, yeah
I'm gonna get myself unfurled
From this mortal coiled-up world
Jesus gonna be here
Gonna be here soon

I got to keep my eyes, keep 'em wide open
So I can see my Lord, yeah
I'm gonna watch the horizon
For my brand-new Ford, yeah

Well, I can hear him rolling on down the lane
I said "Hollywood be thy name"
'Cause Jesus gonna be
He gonna be here soon, yeah

Well, I've got to keep myself, got to keep myself faithful
And…

Tom Waits
 

Up those stone steps I climb
Hail this joyful day's return
Into its great shadowed vault I go
Hail the Pentecostal morn

The reading is from Luke 24
Where Christ returns to his loved ones
I look at the stone apostles
Think that it's alright for some

And I wish that I was made of stone
So that I would not have to see
A beauty impossible to define
A beauty impossible to believe

A beauty impossible to endure
The blood imparted in little sips
The smell of you still on my hands
As I bring the cup up to my lips

No God up in the sky
And no devil beneath the sea
Could do the job that you did, baby
Of bringing me to my knees

Outside I sit on the stone steps
With nothing much to do
Forlorn and exhausted, baby
By the absence of you

Nick Cave
 

Foi na cruz, foi na cruz
Que um dia
Meus pecados castigados em Jesus
Foi na cruz
Que um dia
Foi na cruz

Love comes a-knocking
Comes a-knocking upon our door
But you, you and me, love
We don't live here any more

Foi na cruz, foi na cruz
Que um dia
Meus pecados castigados em Jesus
Foi na cruz
Que um dia
Foi na cruz

A little sleep, a little slumber
A little folding of the hands to sleep
A little love, a little hate, babe
A little trickery and deceit

Foi na cruz, foi na cruz
Que um dia
Meus pecados castigados em Jesus
Foi na cruz
Que um dia
Foi na cruz

Dream on 'till you can dream no more
For all our grand plans, babe
Will be dreams forever more

Foi na cruz, foi na cruz
Que um dia
Meus pecados castigados em Jesus
Foi na cruz
Que um dia
Foi na cruz

Nick Cave
 
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