Rule Change

Why not earn my living
observing glorious mornings,
appreciating shady groves,
watching clouds
above sparkling water?
Why not bake my bread
by gazing at wind-tossed wheat,
roast my meat by laughing
with the frisking calf?
Why not fill my life
as I do my heart,
stunned by sunrise rainbows
in fog-wrapped treelines
beyong golding fields?

Reasons
can be so unreasonable...

They rise (flute song 06/02/13)

 

They rise
and seek your face no more
Their own
is all that they adore
They rise
and then forget their God
They seek your face no more

In vain they seek for earthly fame
They fall and curse your name
and do the same again...
They rise
and then forget their God
They seek your face no more

They rise
and labor all their days
to own
and gain some form of praise
They rise
and then forget their God
They seek your face no more

O Lord, who judges all our deeds
who comes in glory please
have mercy now on these
Once more
reveal your grace before
they see your face no more