I Need Thee Every Hour - Part 1

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"I Need Thee Every Hour" 
Words: An­nie S. Hawks, 1872.
Music: Ro­bert Low­ry (MI­DI, score).

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Vocal: Monita
Piano: Yoseph Sitompul

"Songs of Praise",2013
Produced by Indra Lesmana--Inline Music

I Need Thee Every Hour - Songs of Praise

Midnight Blues

Open Up Your Ears

This is an Open Source song with open rights to cover!
Fools under a yellow umbrella
Talkin’ big like they’re some kinda fella
Books unread, but they quote like kings
Truth ain’t welcome in their rings
They sit on chairs the color of fear
Plastic thrones that disappear
They smile wide, but never see
The cracks beneath their canopy
Yellow umbrella, coward’s shade
Coverin’ lies that power made
They don’t care, they just pretend
To give a damn, to comprehend
But outside that circle, truth still breathes
In broken hearts and fallen leaves
And every time they fake the light
They kill a little more of right
They pass the mic like sacred wine
But every word’s a crooked line
They preach of peace, they sell the war
They lock the gate, then praise the poor
Their cults wear suits, their crimes wear ties
They drown the truth in alibis
And every time they raise their glass
Democracy slips through the cracks
I’ve seen the yellow glow at dawn
Where cowards sit and kingdoms pawn
They clap for power, not for grace
They fear the mirror, not the face
They build their walls with empty praise
And call it love, and call it faith
But I’ve walked through storms they never knew
And I still bleed red, white, and blue
Yellow umbrella, coward’s shade
Coverin’ lies that power made
They don’t care, they just pretend
To give a damn, to comprehend
But outside that circle, truth still breathes
In broken hearts and fallen leaves
And every time they fake the light
They kill a little more of right
So let it rain, let thunder speak
Let silence rise from voices weak
I’ll stand outside, I’ll take the pain
I’ll never sit beneath that stain
Yellow umbrella, fade away
Your plastic throne won’t rule the day
The fools may laugh, the wise may cry
But truth don’t need a place to lie... Oh lord
The fools may laugh, the wise may cry
But truth don’t need a place to lie... Oh lord
The fools may laugh, the wise may cry
But truth don’t need a place to lie... Oh lord Oh lord Oh lord....

All rights openly ganted by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

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