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of the Lord
The joy of the Lord
The joy of the Lord is my strength

The joy of the Lord will be my strength
And I will not waiver, walking by faith
He will be
gardens
The liars, faint with greed
Sorrow at the wailing wall
The mindless of their knees

Lord, my flesh is tired
Almighty soothsayer
Lead me by
that's tender
If you find someone who's true
Then thank the Lord
He's been doubly good to you

And if you look in the mirror
At the end of a hard day
Great is the Lord
He is holy and just
By His power we trust
In His love
Great is the Lord
He is faithful and true
By His mercy He proves
He is
Great is the Lord
He is holy and just
By His power we trust
In His love
Great is the Lord
He is faithful and true
By His mercy He proves
He is
things so clear this way
In the car and on my way
To Stonehenge.

I'm flying in Winchester cathedral
Sunlight pouring through the break of day.
to follow him 
But themselves they just deceive 
For his lord's son had said, 
"you will know who truly follows me 
Not by what they say, but by their
and
Rage in the wind at the triumph for my magic steel
Led by hundreds of mighty and proudly fallen brave lords

Old cathedrals dusty graves where nest
Great is the Lord, He is holy and just
By His power we trust in His love
Great is the Lord, He is faithful and true
By His mercy He proves, He is
things so clear this way
In the car and on my way
To Stonehenge.

I'm flying in Winchester cathedral
Sunlight pouring through the break of day.
Great is the Lord
He is holy and just;
By His power we trust in His love.
Great is the Lord,
He is faithful and true;
By His mercy He proves He
Make a toast
A toast in your honor
I hear you laugh
And beg me not to dance
On your right standing by
Is Mr. Bojangles
With a toast he's telling me
You say he feels it
His face reveals it
My sweet trepidation
An eagerness of my own
A shiver slips through my bones
Can you see cobblestone
Lord Jesus 
Asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing
The baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying he makes
I love you Lord Jesus
Look down
the sky
And stay by my cradle
Until morning is nigh
Away in a manger
No crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down his sweet head
The stars in
a crew cut, he was lean and he was handsome
And my mother wore a sash of yellow roses on her gown

They would walk me down from Green Street
Pass
Honeymoon croon tonight 
Sew my socks tonight 
I say whose on the rare tonight 
Lurking lipstick tickle fickle 
Marylin's on 
Send her by air
they askin' what happened to you

Lord forgive him, he got them dark forces in him
But he also got a rightous 'cause for sinnin'
Them a murder me so
Lucifer, don of de morning)
So you need to change your attitude
Before they asking what happened to you (Lucifer Lucifer

Lord forgive him, he got them dark
down.
We pray for souls in Kentish Town.
A delicate hush  the gods, floating by
Wishing us well, pie in the sky.
God of ages, Lord of Time, mine is
Till it's masked by misery
When the doctor shakes his head and look forlorn
(You know what?)
Jesus comes to make my bedside
A cathedral of faith
the sky
And stay by my cradle
Until morning is nigh

Away in a manger
No crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down his sweet head
The stars in
thee by day
Nor the moon by night
He shall preserve thy soul
Even forever more

My help, my help, my help
All of my help cometh from the Lord

Oh
Words and music by Jamie Owens-Collins

In heavenly armour we'll enter the land
The battle belongs to the Lord
No weapon that's fashioned against us
So tired
Soul searching
I followed the sounds to a cathedral
Imagine my surprise to find that they were produced by Brian Eno

Past the gates