david@terak.UUCP (David Jayakaran) (02/27/85)
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Pierce My Ear
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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
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David
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