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Standing Stones

by The Crossing

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Out on the lonely moor or high upon the hillside Standing stones are pointing to the sky Granite-hard and weathered, left to tell a story You can see them standing so high Old ones tell the tales while the young sit back in wonder At the mysteries unfolding in the songs Of heroes and their trials, of our God’s awesome glory Now they are the ones to carry on Far across the ruins of time, all down through the ages You can hear the ancient voices faintly cry Now you are the stones, you are the stories Tell the people, Lift your voices, Raise them high We must stand upon the plains and in the highest places And the valleys where all choices must be made We will rise up o’er the green, also the bleak and barren wastes To show the springs where the grace of God has reigned We’re reminders of His love, the lessons of the battle And a witness to the shedding of His blood Now we’re standing straight and tall, unmoved by wind or weather Living stones are now the dwelling of our God
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Niki 07:13
I see you lying there so helpless and alone I wonder where your thoughts are. Are they going back home? A little girl just fine, free from any cares Your legs so strong and healthy running up and down those hills You came across the ocean with dreams of happiness But endless disappointment was waiting for you here Soon your life would change beneath the clouds of war Your country was invaded; you were taken by force Screams of hate and fear became your everyday I’ve seen your desperation as the memories return You came across the ocean with dreams of happiness But endless disappointment was waiting for you here A woman with no home, you tried to look ahead The land of opportunity was calling your name Did it give you peace? Did you ever feel at home? Far from your own people you were going on alone You came across the ocean with dreams of happiness But endless disappointment was waiting for you here Then your close companion was the pain that wouldn’t leave When your leg was gone you felt that you could not go on You cry out to your God every day and every night You know He suffers with you and calls you His own You won’t reject His name. He is your only hope And you will meet Him soon when He carries you home So look across to Heaven and dream of happiness An endless celebration is waiting for you there He’s waiting for you there
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My heart within me quakes with fear Let your joy come in the morning Let your Spirit hover near Turn my mourning into dancing When hatred turns my heart to stone Let your joy come in the morning When I’m lost and all alone Turn my mourning into dancing When confusion dims my sight Let your joy come in the morning Drive the darkness from the night Turn my mourning into dancing Weeping tarries for a night Let your joy come in the morning Dark surrenders to the Light Turn my mourning into dancing When anger to the wind is cast Let your joy come in the morning Weave your peace around me fast Turn my mourning into dancing Lord, my rock and fortress be Let your joy come in the morning Jesus, come deliver me Turn my mourning into dancing Encircle me, O Trinity Let your joy come in the morning Lord, your joy my strength will be Turn my mourning into dancing
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Endurance 05:31
In August nineteen-fourteen Sir Ernest sailed for the Weddell Sea Twenty-seven souls and he In the bonny bark Endurance Sheathed in greenheart stem to stern With a heart of oak and coal to burn Beneath each mast a copper coin To keep her bones from breaking Oh the sea, oh the sea, oh the howling wind and sea Through frozen tears and gales of grief Enduring we shall conquer Oh the sea, oh the sea, oh the howling wind and sea With courage, faith, and hope in ye Enduring we shall conquer Floes to starboard fore and aft Her port beam speared by an icy shaft They broke her heart, they broke her back Antarctic ice the master The Boss cries out, “She’s goin’, boys! Her stack’s gone down between the flows!” They watched her as her rudder rose And slowly sank beneath them Dropping down to eight below A living gale begins to blow Tonight they sleep on the open floe The sun itself is dying Desolate, dark, an awful sight The blackness of the polar night Two months and more without the light Or warmth of sun to cheer them Strike the tents, the boats away The pack is breaking, pull and pray For Elephant Isle they bear away Across the Bransfield Strait Open boats in a hostile sea The ocean gives no guarantee Six days from Patience far away They make their lonely landfall Cautious Jack made up his mind Six would leave the rest behind Praying for their peace of mind Set sail for South Georgia Four long months, the days crept by They watched with weary and desperate eye When there at last, hope justified Was Shackleton returning
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My people are the travelin’ folk I was born in sorrow Cast out in the world to roam No hope for the morrow I am tossed and driven, lads By fate I’m bound to roam I’ve seen that city called heaven, lads I’m calling it my home; I’m calling it my home My life was never easy, boys Seems I never win Eighteen years of trying, Lord I’m tempted to give in My mother’s gone before me now Whiskey’s claimed my kin My brothers they all shun me ’cause I’m trying to get in If no one here will walk with me I’ll carry on alone I’ve seen that place called heaven Now I’m making it my own
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I come from the proud land of Africa My home the savanna of southern Sudan Now home is a city across the wide sea A jungle of metal and noise and strange men I dream of a village in Africa Its peace shattered by shots and loud cries I run from that place as the smoke rises high The place where my father and brothers have died Now home is a shelter in Pinyundo Camp If home you can label this desolate place With hope as scarce as the water and food But God walks beside me, I cling to His grace I must fly on the wings of the dawn Banished by famine and fear o’er the sea Yet I’ll sing in the shadow of your wings I’ll take your promises with me My days now are full tending husband and sons But I look past the fences, I’m longing to flee Where hunger and fear no more live by our side Where our children are safe from despair and disease I bury my daughter in Africa Deep in the soil of my garden of hope She’s safe in God’s arms, but I want her in mine My arms ache to hold her one more time We go to the land of America We take our three boys, leave a small mound of earth A new life to sow where the wind blows so cold Uprooting our lives in the hope of rebirth I dream of a village in Africa And outside my window the snow gently falls A new baby boy cradled close to my heart A flicker of hope gives a whispering call Yet I long for that proud land of Africa Though violence and pain be her lot on this earth I grieve for the life that I’ll never know In a village at home in the land of my birth
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Psalm 136 05:28
Come let our hands, hands be raised Come let His name, name be praised Come let our hands, hands be raised Come let His name, name be praised His steadfast love endures Praise Him Lord of lords His steadfast love endures Crown Him King of kings His love endures forever Ye mountains and ye hills Ye rivers and ye rills Let all the earth rejoice His love endures forever Fire and hail and snow And stormy winds that blow Can’t keep us from His love His love endures forever You stars and moon and sun Give praises to the one Whose love endures forever Whose steadfast love endures You people of the earth Come sing for all you’re worth His steadfast love endures His love endures forever Our God reigns forever
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credits

released May 24, 2002

Recorded and mixed at Tone Zone Recording, Chicago. Engineered and mixed by Ed Bialach. Assisted by Trevor Wiitala. Mastered at SAE Mastering , Phoenix AZ, by Roger Seibel. Design and layout: Thor Uremovich. Band photos and color correction: Terry Wheeler.
All songs arranged and produced by The Crossing.
All songs copyright 2002 Grrr music/ASCAP.

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The Crossing is a talented group of musicians firmly rooted in the traditional celtic music featuring bagpipes, whistles, fiddle, cello and harp among their many instruments. They blend original songs with traditional Irish and Scottish jigs and reels as well as atmospheric ballads. With their songs they get you thinking while their instrumentals get your feet moving. ... more

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