Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Jars of Clay lyrics "There Might Be A Light" and Song of Songs ~ in my heart, on my mind, in my life

The Second Chapter in Song of Songs
starting with the 8th line...

Hark! my lover-here (my lover) comes
springing across the mountains,
leaping across the hills.

My lover is like a gazelle
or a young stag.
Here (my lover) stands behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
peering through the lattices.

My lover speaks; (and) says to me,
"Arise, my beloved, my beautiful one,
and come!

"For see, the winter is past,
the rains are over and gone.

The flowers appear on the earth,
the time of pruning the vines has come,
and the song of the dove is heard in our land.

The fig tree puts forth its figs,
and the vines, in bloom, give forth fragrance.
Arise, my beloved, my beautiful one,
and come!

"O my dove in the clefts of the rock,
in the secret recesses of the cliff,
Let me see you,
let me hear your voice,
For your voice is sweet,
and you are lovely."

Catch us the foxes, the little foxes
that damage the vineyards; for our vineyards are in bloom!

My lover belongs to me and I to (my lover);
(My lover) browses among the lilies.
Until the day breathes cool and the shadows lengthen,
roam, my lover,
Like a gazelle or a young stag
upon the mountains of Bether.


Ah man.

I cry.

I AM... Love

Pray with me.

I imagine our Triune God as the Gazelle when I hear Song of Songs with my heart.

I wonder why I love God sometimes from

behind my wall,
gazing through the windows,
peering through the lattices.

Pray with me.

I wonder why I sometimes hide from God
behind a wall...in the Garden's Trees...

I wonder why I sometimes choose to forget God
 comes looking for me
in The Garden...
"Where are you?  Why are you hiding?"

I wonder why I sometimes don't recognize God
when God waits for me outside the tomb
calling out to me by name...
"Mary, who are you looking for?"

Why am I afraid to be with
Emmanuel...

I pray I will always invite our Triune God into all I do.

I pray I will always seek our Triune God into all I feel.

I pray I will always feel our Triune God’s presence while I pray.





Pray with me.

I imagine I am the Gazelle when I hear Song of Songs with my heart.

I wonder why I keep God

behind a wall,
gazing through the windows,
peering through the lattices.



Ah man.

I cry.

Pray with me.


Remember The Transfiguration prayer I brought to the front so long ago...
Label:  transfiguration…

Peter, John and James wanted to build three tents for Jesus, Elijah and Moses.  




Pray with me.

I wonder why I sometimes place God
behind a wall...inside a tent...

I wonder why I sometimes keep God to myself...
box God in...

I wonder why I sometimes believe my wall built through my custom...
my culture...
my tradition...
my institution...
is the one true tent, box, walled courtyard.

I wonder why I sometimes choose to forget
the Canaanite Woman...

Why am I afraid of
Emmanuel...

I pray I will keep our Triune God free to express unconditional forgiveness.

I pray I will keep our Triune God’s creation alive.

I pray I will climb the wall, open the windows, clear the lattices.


Jars of Clay presented a concert in my town Halloween Weekend.  When I heard There Might be a Light I felt transported to my daily prayer in the second chapter of Song of Songs starting with the 8th line...


Jars of Clay ~  There Might be a Light

I wait outside your house
And sing below your window
And I look for the light to show, I know
I know that it will come on, come on, come on
Come on soon

There might be a light
Somewhere in your mind
When you think of you and I
I wait for it to shine
I know it will come on, come on, come on
Come on soon
It will come on, come on soon

And it's just the way things go

When you love someone and they don't know
Sparks and hearts, they have to glow
They just glow, they just glow
You know they just come on, 
come on, come on, come on
They just come on, come on, come on

There is no delusion, to you I don't exist
I am only shadow
Only a ghost can wait as
long as I have for this
And I, I can't wait much longer

'Cause there might be a light
Somewhere in your mind
When you think of you and I
I know there will be a light
It might not burn very strong
But I know it's coming on
It will come on, come on, come on


I sit back.  Breathe and feel my heart sigh...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

What an incredibly beautifu song to Our Lord. I felt so full of love for him reading this I cried tears of joy.

Your comments to various parts of the song increased my love for Him even more.

It is wonderful starting my day reading this. It will be my morning prayer for many days to come.

Donna and Karen said...

I love Jars of Clay. Now I am listening to some of their songs.