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Baile (Home)

by The Crossing

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THE STIRRUP CUP Chorus: I'll ride with Ye, my King, I'll take the stirrup cup and swallow With sword and shield I'll take the field and live or die I'll follow Nations rant, kingdoms rage, forces joined for war Sabers rattle, rulers threaten, hear the mocking roar Mountains shift, the oceans surge, trouble's comin' soon Whate'er the cost I’ll bear the cross and I will follow You Chorus My arm is weak, my sword is dull, my armor's rusted thin I struggle with the backward glance, the coward's favorite sin Fear and doubt can shake resolve, turn day to blackest night If You, my King, lead from the front I’ll follow to the fight Chorus At times I feel I'm blindly groping, frightened and alone I think of sons and daughters and the world that they will own Your gatherin' pipe will loudly sound but will they heed the call? Will they answer, will they rally, will they stand or fall? Chorus Tho' foe is gone and battle won the war is never o'er We travel on tho' cheered by none to reach a distant shore None may know how much we've lost or victories that we've won Tho' peace may reign, to hold Your standard high we struggle on Chorus
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ROMAN RULE Four and thirty years ago my mother bore a child In spite of all she did for me I grew up running wild My father ran with Judah's band, was killed by Roman hands My mother died when I was young, before I'd become a man Life was all a Roman rule and just to stay alive I learned to fight and cheat and steal in order to survive In robbers' roosts and bandit caves 'twas there I learned my trade They taught me how to use my fists and how to use a blade Life's hard knocks had taught me well, my conscience seared and scarred Hide the pain, the guilt, the shame . . . then living's not so hard Life was all a Roman rule and just to stay alive Kill the shame, hide the pain in order to survive The years had flown, I had grown from cave rat to a thief From bandit to a firebrand was an easy step for me Then rumors came to tell of one who healed the blind and lame They said His name was Yeshua, from Nazareth He came When Life was all a Roman rule, just to stay alive You kept Messiah in your dreams in order to survive The sun-baked road to Bethany was where I met my fate Roman law had found me as I entered through the gate My life had been a folded fist, a hate-infected wound This hill of crosses was for me but hope would find me soon When life was all a Roman Rule, just to stay alive I kept Messiah in my dreams in order to survive Then the puzzle came together and I understood the plan On the cross beside me was God’s sacrificial lamb As others mock He looks at me and suddenly I see I'm here because of things I've done. He’s here because of me Remember me, remember me, remember me When You come into Your kingdom Now Rome has swung the hammer and my bones have given way I'll pay the price for a rebel’s life before the end of day I struggle now for my last breath if just to scream in pain As all around me fades away . . . I hear Him call my name
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FOR HELP AND PROTECTION Oh Christ, You calm the storm at sea; In tempest sore, be calming me. Oh Christ, You walk upon the wave; When sinking fast, my footing save. Oh Christ, the stricken child You raise; My spirit lift in joy and praise. Oh Christ, You heal the man born blind; Make bright the darkness in my mind. Chorus Oh Christ, You feed the crowd with bread; With words of truth let me be fed. Oh Christ, You make the water wine; Take humble gifts and make them fine. Oh Christ, the Resurrection morn', With Your new life my life adorn. Oh Christ, You calm the storm at sea; In tempest sore, be calming me. Oh Christ, the Resurrection morn', With Your new life, my life adorn. Chorus
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Kusi Wawa 03:16
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COLUMBANUS With sweat and blood and Blackwood pine We laid her keel and faired her lines Heave, lads, and let the echoes ring With her keel tight-caulked she swims right well Let torrents fall and wild gusts swell Heave, lads, and let the echoes ring The tempests howl, the storms dismay But manly strength can win the day Heave, lads, and let the echoes ring For clouds and squalls will soon pass on And victory lies with work well done Heave, lads, and let the echoes ring Hold fast! Survive! And all is well You've suffered worse, He'll calm this swell Heave, lads, and let the echoes ring Satan acts to tire the brain And by temptation souls are slain Think, lads, of Christ and echo Him With fixed resolve we scorn the foe With virtues armed we pray and row Think, lads, of Christ and echo Him The king of virtues vowed a prize For him who wins, for him who tries Think, lads, of Christ and echo Him
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Requiem 03:18
Under the wide and starry sky Dig the grave and let me lie Glad did I live and gladly die And I laid me down with a will This be the verse you grave for me Here he lies where he longed to be Home is the sailor, home from the sea And the hunter home from the hill
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HOME Chorus: Home, home, home, home would I be Home, home, home in that High Country With my God, with my King, with their Spirit filling me I would dwell there forever in that fair Country Father kind, ever loving Son of man who paid the price And the Spirit, mighty Spirit Three to shield me from the night Mighty God, my Redeemer With Your hand be lifting me From this dark night of trials From this world of stormy seas Chorus I am war-torn and weary As I wander through the night And I pray my God for courage To continue with the fight You began this work within me Help me not to fail the test And defend me in my battles Till You bring me to my rest Chorus In the eye of the Father In the eye of the Son In the eye of the Spirit In the Three who are One I will bless the God whose power Encircles land and sea And I will dance, I will sing round the table of the King Chorus
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Tribal Pipes 05:09

credits

released September 7, 2010

Tony's drum by Paul McAuley, Ballycastle, NI.
Bouzouki by Fylde guitars, Penrith, Cumbria, UK

Produced by The Crossing, engineered by Ed Bialach.
Graphic design by Thor Uremovich, cover photo by Terry Wheeler, back cover photos by Tony Krogh, inside band photo by Thomas Wray, tray card band photo by Kevin Scott.

Mastered by Trevor Sadler as Mastermind Productions.
Recorded during the months of October 2008 through May 2010.

All songs © 2010 Grrr Music (ASCAP), except: "For Help and Protection," words written by Joyce Denham, from the book "A Child's Book of Celtic Prayers" © 1998 Joyce Denham, Lion Hudson PLC "Requiem," words by Robert Louis Stevenson. "Columbanus," words adapted from "Boat Song," written by Columbanus, "Turf Lodge" (from "Tribal pipes") music written by Pipe Major Angus MacDonald.

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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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