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He Is The Door
03:00
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He sleeps in the doorway.
He is the door.
This is his body.
It’s not a metaphor.
It’s not a dogma: he is the door.
Because he is the shepherd
But also, I guess, the lamb.
He breaks the bread with authority,
While asking the cup be taken,
While asking that this cup be taken from his hand.
As he’s led to the slaughter,
He leads me by still waters.
Always been one with the Father,
While Isaac was carrying the woodpile
While Isaac was tied to the alter, asking
"Where is the lamb?"
"Where is the lamb?"
"At least where is the ram?"
I AM WHO I AM
I AM WHO I AM
I AM WHO I AM
I AM WHO I AM
I AM WHO I AM
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Let's hear it for the boy!
Let's give the boy a hand!
Let's hear it for my baby!
Try to understand!
Let's hear it for my man.
Let's hear it for my baby.
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Good King Wenceslas
05:28
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Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the Feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel
"Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou knowst it, telling
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?"
"Sire, he lives a good league hence,
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes fountain."
"Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me pine logs hither
Thou and I shall see him dine
When we bear them thither."
Page and monarch, forth they went
Forth they went together
Through the rude winds wild lament
And the bitter weather
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"Sire, the night is darker now
And the wind blows stronger
Fails my heart, I know not how
I can go no longer."
"Mark my footsteps, good my page
Tread thou in them boldly
Thou shall find the winters rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly."
In his masters step he trod
Where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod
Which the saint had printed
Therefore, Christian men, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye, who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing.
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Jesus is still alright with me,
Jesus is still alright, oh yeah
Jesus is still alright with me,
Jesus is still alright
I don't care what they may say,
I don't care what they may do,
I don't care what they may say,
Jesus is still alright with me
Jesus is still alright
He's alright
He's alright
He's alright
He's alright
He's alright
He's alright
He's alright
He's alright
He's alright
He's alright
He's alright
He's alright
He's alright
He's alright
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O Tannenbaum
03:16
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O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum,
How lovely are thy branches
O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum,
How lovely are thy branches
In verdant green do always grow
Through summer sun and winter snow
O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum,
Thy candles burn so brightly
O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum,
We love each other rightly
We put a relic in our home
Of a perfect way to grow
O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum,
Adorned in all your splendor
O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum,
We kill you to remember
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The earth must not dissolve like snow
Cuz we all have nowhere to go
O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum,
We see you in the clearing
O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum,
The season’s now and nearing
Nearing
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God break down the door
God break down the door
You won't find the answers here
Not the ones you came looking for
God break down the door
Everything all at once
There aren't any answers here
No, no, not anymore
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Remove the pain and push it back in
Remove the pain and push it back in
Remove the pain and push it back in
Remove the pain and push it back in
Pull it out, push it back
Pull it out, push it back
Pull it out, push it back
Pull it out
Pull it out, push it back
Pull it out
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