david@terak.UUCP (David Jayakaran) (02/27/85)
[] Pierce My Ear ------ -- --- The evening turns to dusk As the wheat fields turn to gold The slave walks home Back to the master's house. There is a calm excitement in the air For the next day brings The year of Jubilee. 'Tis the year of Jubilee All things bound are set free The master calls the slave You have served me well You are free to leave May God go with thee. The slave sits at the master's doorstep I made my home with thee These many years You have been good to me Don't send me away I entreat you Let me stay. The master is overjoyed Tradition calls For the piercing of the slave's ear Telling one and all That the slave was free But he chose To stay. Lord, they have Civil Rights Movements Women are up in arms Man fights with man They are of different colors. Blood is shed In the name of liberty Lord, I don't understand. Jesus, where's your gentle Spirit I thirst for you In a dry and empty land Oh, when will we ever learn That true freedom comes In abject surrender To your Will Pierce my ear, Lord I don't care what people say I've had enough Of this world's blind groping Please don't turn me away You have been good to me Pray, let me make my home with thee. -- David Jayakaran -- David uucp: ...{decvax,hao,ihnp4,seismo}!noao!terak!david phone: [602] 998-4800 us mail: Terak Corporation, 14151 N 76th street, Scottsdale, AZ 85260 Jesus said unto him, I am the Way, the Truth and the Life. No man comes unto the Father but by me. (John 14 : 6)