7/4/2009 9:11:13 PM DISTANT LAND arr. John rutter Earlier today Sally and I sang in the community choir here in Topeka KS The following are the words to this most beautiful song: I see a distant land: it shines so clear. Sometimes it seems so far, sometimes so near. Come, join together, take the dusty road; Help one another: share the heavy load. The journey may be long: no end in sight; There may be hills to climb, or giants to fight: But if you’ll take my hand, we’ll walk together t’ward the land of freedom. I hear the distant son: it fills the air. I hear it, deep and strong, rise up in prayer: O Lord, we are many; help us to be one. Heal our divisions: Let thy will be done. I know the time will come when war must cease: A time of truth and love, a time of peace. The people cry, ‘How long till all the world can join the song of freedom.’ I touch a distant hand and feel its glow, the hand I hoped was there: at last I know. Swords into ploughshares: can it all come ...
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It's the whole trust thing. Obama and his minions in Congress have destroyed and and all trust the American people ever had in them in a matter of just eight months...
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