Bethel Worship Rooms 3/26/13 - Walk into the Room

Forever -Kari Jobe &  Brian Johnson (Piano Cover)

I am broken
I am wounded
I am wretched and ashamed
and a harlot is like a chain around my neck
it's my name
she sings the song of humanity the song of you the song of me
they drag her through the city square
dragging her by her hair
she's kicking screaming and fighting 
I'm broken I'm wounded
I'm angry and afraid
and a harlot is like a chain around my neck
it's my name
she's faced down
theres tangled hair
everywhere as she's crying in the dust
as the dust turns to mudd on her face
theres tangled hair
everywhere as she's crying in the dust
face down
open up o open up o ground beneath me
how long does it take to stone one harlot down
i know the law as well as they do and i'm guilty, guilty
an adulterer, and i know i know
O will this day never end
how long does it take to stone one harlot
I am broken
I am wounded
I am wretched and ashamed
and a harlot is like a chain around my neck, it's my name
as a congregation of the righteous gather round
they are ready to stone her down
and someone from that frenzied mob
shouts out, "let's take her to the teacher
let's test him and see what he will say!"
An an erruption of agreement
as they take her by her hair
they drag her through the city square
theyre dragging her by her hair
she gave up the fight like a limp rag
they drag her through the city square
dragging her by her hair
she's faced down
I am broken I am wounded
I am angry and afraid
and a harlot is like a chain around my neck, it's my name
it's who i am
open up o open up o ground beneath me
it wasn't supposed to end this way
but i am guilty and i know it
i've got so many plans so much to do
but now it's too late
guilty and i know it
face down
-what is he doing-
as the congregation of the righteous gather round
theyre ready to stone her down
they throw her at the feet of a teacher
"dare i look up?
surely they have brought me here to mock me.."
theres tangled hair
everywhere as she's crying in the dust
as the dust turns to mudd on her face
theres tangled hair everywhere she's faced down in the dust
inthe mudd
and there is a hush
and the congregation
-what is he doing?-
time stands still
as the court of heaven was seated
there is a great throne of judgement
and there is the harlot and she is me
face down
looking through the tangled hair and the mudd in my eyes
With a grimace i raise my gaze only to realize
i am surrounded by beauty that will never be mine
as regret like a wave came crushing over me
-if i had only known that such beauty was available
if i had only known but now it's too late-
and the accuser of the brethren was pacing back and forth and back and forth and to and fro
as he spat out his words
he was going back and forth and back and forth
he was listing off my sins one by one
and the thing was he was telling the truth
guilty guilty guilty guilty
and the great count of witnesses and the angels o the angels
looked on the scene
as the accuser of the brethren was going back and forth
glee in his eye
guilty guilty guilty guilty
and resounded to the corridor of eternity in time
like a thunder in my soul
he was right i was guilty
guilty to eternal damnation for my soul
and there was nothing i could there was nothing i could do
face down
face down
couldn't even open my eyes
the regret was so strong
there's a hand on my shoulder
a hand on my shoulder
and i hear a voice
like music in my ear
"dare i look up?"
I couldn't lift my eyes but all i saw
Were those beautiful feet
and i heared that voice like music
music to my soul
he said, "Father,I desire that she will be with me where i am.
show her my glory.
"Father, I desire this one
this one she is mine
she is mine
she is mine."
He was praying for my soul
he was pleading for my behalf
he was praying for me
i couldn't comprehend it
i couldn't understand what was going on
"Father, I desire that everything that's mine would be hers and everything that's hers would bemine.
"Father, Father, I desire this one, this one,
she is mine
she is mine
she is mine."
and all the heaven gasped unbelief
and i opened up my eyes
and i watched in wonder
this beautiful one stood to his feet
I looked up and there was a great throne and there was the Father
and he had a cup of wrath with my name on it
it had my name on it
and i was just about to rise to drink
guilty guilty guilty
but i watched in unbelief
As this beautiful one
he walked over to his father
and took of the cup
and before i knew what was going on
he drank of the cup
he drank of the cup
he drank of the cup of the father's wrath
he drank of the cup of the marriage wine
he drank of the cup with my name on it
he drank of the cup
and oh the blood..
i jumped to my feet and i ran over to him and it was too late
i tried to stop him but i didn't know it was too late
and oh the blood
Oh the blood
Oh oh the blood
it should have been me
and i was weeping and weeping
and i ran over forgetting where i was
and i fell down
face down down and
o please Father crush him
but it was too late
i began to plead it should have been me
it should have been me
but it was too late
why did he do it
but it was too late
and oh the blood 
i was weeping weeping and crying it should have been me
it should have been me
face down
why did he do it ?
it should have been me
was weeping and weeping
why did he gave his life
Oh the blood
was weeping and weeping
and i heard a whisper like music
"what's yours is mine and what's mine is yours"
i looked to the left
i looked to the right
and i was on a sea of glace like crystal
there was a great great great congregation dressed in white
from every tounge
from every tribe
from every people
and the music began
and a celebration erupted
and i opened up my eyes
and there was the lamb
as though he was slain
and i was at a wedding
and i couldn't believe my eyes
I looked down
and i was dressed in garments
garments of beauty
and the music erupted and the angels sing hallelujah hallelujah the chore has broke out
and i looked out and saw the lamb with eyes like fire radiating radiating with desire
and he said what's yours is mine and what's mine is yours
arise and sit on the throne, prepare for your beautyrise beauty rise, beauty rise
and we say with one heart and one voice
"worthy is the lamb of God
who takes away the sins of the world"
"oh worthy is the lamb of God
who takes away the sins of the world"
"worthy is the lamb of God yeah,
who takes away the sins of the world" 
we will marry the lamb
Halle halle hallelujah
Halle halle hallelujah
we will marry the lamb forever amen
and worthy is the lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world
worthy is the lamb of God
who takes away the sins of the world
hallelujah hallelujah
there's gonna be a wedding
there's gonna be a wedding there's gonna be a wedding yeahpeople get ready
there's gonna be a wedding
there's gonna be a wedding there's gonna be a wedding people get ready
there's gonna be a wedding
there's gonna be a wedding there's gonna be a wedding
what's yours is mine and what's mine is yours
who can comprehend where this is going
he said, "beauty arise, arise, arise"

Misty Edwards The Harlot (Measure Of Love)

To Him who sits on the throne and unto the Lamp - Jesus Image

Julie True - Quiteness And Trust

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Final Return

Live except for the harmonies, which are existentially impossible for Maz to to sing at the same time as the melody.

Everything else was sung, played, recorded and produced in one go, with amps, speakers and mics etc placed around the room in advance to get the sound picture of the folk tale (three sisters and a riddling geezer). There are only two of us!

This is our first Child: Child Ballad 1. Not the 'Cruel Sister' version by Pentangle but the 'happily married' 2013 version by Anais Mitchell and Jefferson Hamer.

There were three sisters in the north
Lay the bend to the bonny broom
And they lived in their mother's house
And you'll beguile a lady soon
There came a man one evening late
Lay the bend to the bonny broom
He came knocking at the gate
And you'll beguile a lady soon

The eldest sister let him
Lay the bend to the bonny broom
And locked the door with a silver pin
And you'll beguile a lady soon
The second sister made his bed
Lay the bend to the bonny broom
And laid soft pillows 'neath his head
And you'll beguile a lady soon
The youngest sister, fair and bright
Lay the bend to the bonny broom
She lay beside him all through the night
And you'll beguile a lady soon

And in the morning, come the day
Lay the bend to the bonny broom
She said "Young man, will you marry me?"
And you'll beguile a lady soon
He said "Yes, I'll marry thee
Lay the bend to the bonny broom
If you can answer this for me:
And you'll beguile a lady soon
The answers to the riddles are: envy, flattery, rumour, regret, love.
from Poachers on the Common (LP), track released July 3, 2021 https://peacocks-tale.bandcamp.com/album/poachers-on-the-common-lp

Riddles Wisely Expounded

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