Sunday, 30 January 2011

The 'Sunday Post'

Hullo ma wee blog,

This weeks poem is a favourite from Leonard Cohen.

If it be your will
That I speak no more
And my voice be still
As it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until
I am spoken for
If it be your will

If it be your will
That a voice be true
From this broken hill
I will sing to you
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing

If it be your will
If there is a choice
Let the rivers fill
Let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill
On all these burning hearts in hell
If it be your will
To make us well

And draw us near
And bind us tight
All your children here
In their rags of light
In our rags of light
All dressed to kill
And end this night
If it be your will

And end this night
If it be your will.


DB Stewart said...

Not many people write more simple profound lyrics than the amazing Leonard Cohen. It's interesting to me that you highlighted this song because it's on my iTunes favourites right now. Beauty.

Alistair said...

Ha - Too true. Your comment immediately made me think 'synchronicity' which made me think song lyric which made me think of this post..


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