Posted on 01/03/2008 6:35:58 PM PST by HairOfTheDog
Welcome to The Hobbit Hole!
Sing hey! for the bath at close of day
That washes the weary mud away!
A loon is he that will not sing:
O! Water Hot is anoble thing!
O! Sweet is the sound of falling rain.
and the brook that leaps from hill to plain;
but better than rain or rippling streams
is Water Hot that smokes and steams.
O! Water cold we may pour at need
down a thirsty throat and be glad indeed;
but better is Beer, if drink we lack,
and Water Hot poured down the back.
O! Water is fair that leaps on high
in a fountain white beneath the sky;
but never did fountain sound so sweet
as splashing Hot Water with my feet!
Goodbye, ruby tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still Im gonna miss you...
When I get a hymn earworm it’s usually something like “God of Concrete, God of Steel.”
And no, I’m not making that title up...
What is that? The civil engineer’s hymn?
What is worse, being mindnumbingly bored at work or being so wired you want to run screaming out the door?
Someone that is not me needs to nag Jen to post a pic of the micro moot last friday. They are on her camera.
Can’t one be both?
I still have plenty to do, and haven’t had enough caffeine yet to be wired. I’m workin’ on it, though.
I don’t know that one well enough for it to boot “Monday, Monday”.
But now the days of the week thing has triggered Billy Joel’s “You May Be Right”. Goody.
Er... wow. And I thought that *Catholic* hymns were bad.
I’d get a massive headache from that much caffiene. Heck, I get them even from one cup of coffee, which is why I have had to give it up.
*nag nag*
Please?
Wired is worse. Bored you can just slip into a minicoma. Wired makes time go way slower.
Ooh i need your love babe,
Guess you know it’s true.
Hope you need my love babe,
Just like i need you.
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me.
Ain’t got nothin’but love babe,
Eight days a week.
One reason I like tea. It does not quite have the over the top punch of coffee. That and my stomache does not punish me the rest of the day for drinking it.
Hey now...we have some good ones!
It’s just that a lot of ‘em are in Latin. And most Catholic parishes seem to think they can’t sing anything older than about 1970, and prefer unsingable garbage rather than anything with pretty melodies and maybe some nice harmonies.
The high energy dance music in my ear wards me from your foul efforts.
*lalalalacanthearyoulalalalala*
Well...that’s not so bad, really.
Apparently it’s Anglican. It was in our chapel hymnal at college. It was never used except when we were making fun of something...
God of Concrete
Words: Frederick R.C. Clarke
and Richard Granville Jones
God of concrete, God of steel,
God of piston and of wheel,
God of pylon, God of steam,
God of girder and of beam,
God of atom, God of mine:
all the world of power is thine.
Lord of cable, Lord of rail,
Lord of freeway and of mail,
Lord of rocket and of flight,
Lord of soaring satellite,
Lord of lightning’s flashing line:
all the world of speed is thine.
Lord of science, Lord of art,
Lord of map and graph and chart,
Lord of physics and research,
Word of Bible, Faith of church,
Lord of sequence and design:
all the world of truth is thine.
God whose glory fills the earth,
gave the universe its birth,
loosed the Christ with Easter’s might,
saves the world from evil’s blight,
claims us all by grace divine:
all the world of love is thine.
Of course it does not help that the two parishes we have been hitting in the last year insist on singing everything 20% too slow! Argh!!
Heh. Glad I don’t know the tune so it can’t stick.
Isn’t “I am the Bread of Life” a Catholic hymn?
Our church in DC loved that. We were sort of a Mennonite-Catholic-Presbyterian-Baptist-Evangelical-Military-Pacifist kind of congregation...
‘Zactly. And the local ones seem to think everything has to be played at funeral speed. We sang “I will rise and go to Jesus” Sunday and it was a dirge. Not the foot-tapping beat I know.
Every time we flip past good stuff on the way to “We are water, we are fish, we are some random noun, lalalala” I wince. There’s good stuff on the same pages (even some nice Wesley hymns and things that I love) so why pick the lamest ones?
The Presbyterian church we go to sings songs written in the 80s too - the 680s, the 1480s, the 1880s. Some of ‘em are by Saint so-and-so. You-all should reclaim your own music :-D
I don’t know what happened since 1970 but apparently, some dreadful curse means it’s impossible to write good songs. That’s a problem with all Christian praise songs apparently (although it’s not true. There’s a couple really, really good songwriters out there today. Can’t remember his name but the guy who wrote “How Deep the Father’s Love For Us” and some others is awesome)
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