ik krijg altijd weer kriebels van mijn begrafenis lied, Lion of Judah
Lion of Judah
Isaiah 11, Revelation 11
You're the Lion of Judah, the Lamb that was slain,
You ascended to heaven and ever more will reign;
At the end of the age when the earth You reclaim,
You will gather the nations before You.
And the eyes of all men will be fixed on the Lamb
Who was crucified,
For with wisdom and mercy and justice You'll reign
At Your Father's side.
And the angels will cry: 'Hail the Lamb
Who was slain for the world, Rule in power.'
And the earth will reply: 'You shall reign
As the King of all kings
And the Lord of all lords.'
There's a shield in our hand and a sword at our side,
There's a fire in our spirits that cannot be denied;
As the Father has told us for these You have died,
For the nations that gather before You.
And the ears of all men need to hear of the Lamb
Who was crucified,
Who descended to hell yet was raised up to reign
At the Father's side.
die melodie, práchtig. en de text, nog mooier!!
mm, en sinner van theocracy
Shame covers me
What was light has turned to dark
Pain torments me
Where there once was something holy
Now beats my blackened heart
Sin has tangled me
My life is broken and I bleed eternally
Grief's controlling me
So I cry out to the only one who can bring
The healing that I need
Help me
Save me
Take this guilt away from me
Hear me
Take me back to where I was (before the fall)
Wash me
Cleanse me
See what has become of me
Trying on my own, I failed
so now I come crawling back to you
I've fallen
I'm a sick man rotting slowly
Spiritual leprosy
I'm a captive crying out
Tear the chains and set me free
heavy shit, beseffen dat je het alleen niet kan, dat je kapot gaat aan het leven. en een schreeuw om vergeving naar God. heavy.
(hoort het wel dat ik er lycis bij zet? maar anders snapt toch niemand waar ik het over heb
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en een lied wat me altijd weer raakt is joshua van stonewashed, een echtpaar wat een lied heeft gemaakt voor hun overleden zoontje.
ik heb dat lied grijs gedraaid toen een klasgenoot van mij was overleden, dus elke keer raakt dat me weer.
hoe hard de dood soms kan aankomen he.
I watch her waiting powerless
She can't understand this is her son
Holding him tight late at night
Knowing she'll never rock him to sleep
She's singing him songs
As she fights the tears
I watch him holding his hand
Kissing his face carefully,
Saying hello, saying goodbye
Never forgetting the smell of his skin
As the tears fill his eyes
Every move of his boy he's absorbing
I close my eyes as I cry,
and see You comming closer
With Your arms open wide we hand him over
We wanted to see him grow
But we know he can't stay
So please take him home
To the place where one day
We'll meet again
Now that you're gone
There's a wound in my heart
You're blood of my blood
Now that you're gone
There's an empty space
That can never be filled
Whispering your name
Reminds us we are parents
Calling out your name
Proves you are part of us
And our heart cries,
and our soul aches
