PSALMS VOL. X: Great Hallel – The Shaken Remnant

Synopsis:
This final volume walks Psalms 136–150 as a big, choir-heavy benediction over the whole journey. It opens with “Love That Outlives Everything,” a Great Hallel call-and-response that traces creation, exodus, and daily bread under a repeating mercy. “Songs Hung on the Willows” drops into exile by the river, refusing to cheapen Zion’s songs, while “In the Middle of the gods” and “Known All the Way Down” bring defiant, intimate praise into public squares and inner rooms. Mid-album, the tone darkens and pleads: “Venom and Nets,” “Guard My Mouth,” and “No One at My Right Hand” wrestle with violence, slander, loneliness, and hidden caves; “Teach My Soul to Breathe Again” asks for morning mercy, and “Hands for War, Hearts for Peace” cries for just strength and quiet streets. The closing stretch widens again: “Generation to Generation,” “Help of Jacob,” and “Heals the Broken, Names the Stars” recount God’s care from frail bodies to galaxies, “Everything That Moves” calls all creation into the song, “Dance and Sword” fuses joy and judgment, and “Every Breath a Drum” ends the entire ten-volume cycle with a mass-choir shout: let everything that has breath join the rhythm. Arrangements lean into choirs, call-and-response, and finale energy, while staying true to The Shaken Remnant’s indie/rock/folk DNA.

Generation to Generation | Psalm 145

LES HIBOUX - et celle de Dürer

GUFO DI DÜRER

BIBET BIBET DÜRERUS

EULENLIED AN DÜRER

Verse 1 
In the shadow of night, the pen comes alive, It traces its path, keeps the watch to survive. An agent of language, with heart and with mind, His mission begins where the dreamers unwind.

Verse 2 
He writes like he's driven, his pen forged in steel, His words are like bullets, his purpose is real. He flies through the ages, through danger and strife, Yet poetry guides him — the truth of his life.

Chorus 
The man with a license to write, He carries myths in his gaze. His heart beats in rhythm and rhyme, His secret moves in musical ways.

Verse 3 
He fights not with weapons, he fights with his soul, His verse is the blade, and his song is the goal. He travels through time, lets his dreaming take flight, And finds in the word his own home and his light.

Chorus The man with a license to write, His voice bold and bright. He fights not with weapons, Only verses that ignite.

Bridge 
With a lyrical brain and karate in veins, A hunger for riddles, for freedom, for flames. From terra to moon, he knows no lines, His life is a prelude, his writing divine.

Final Chorus 
The man with a license to write, He carries myths in his gaze. His heart beats in rhythm and rhyme, His secret … moves in musical ways.

THE MAN WITH THE LICENCE TO WRITE

Dancing Slow With You

Show Your Love Tonight

Farewell Love

Midnight Stomp

SEUFZERBRÜCKE DES LEBENS

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