Are You Going to Pee Standing Up or Sitting Down?

I'm not sure what to think about this video - a good friend e-mailed me and told me about it. How in the world does anyone get a sermon like this out of Scripture?

Hallelujah

I was first introduced to this song, and this artist by Neil Peart, the drummer of the rock band Rush via Peart's book titled Traveling Music (a book I highly recommend if you like Rush, or rock music in general).

The song is titled Hallelujah and was originally written and performed by Leonard Cohen. The song is magnificant, well written and lyrically beautiful. Various version have been recorded or performed in the past, but none sound as good as Jeff Buckley's version. Recently at one of our usual gatherings, a friend of mine named Sandy played the song. It had been a while since I had heard the song, and now I cannot get enough of it. When Buckley breaks into the vocal part it is nearly angelic, and having listened to various versions (e.g. Rufus Wainright, Leonard Cohen, John Cale, etc.) his voice quality and raw emotion in the song is unmatched. Below are the lyrics and here's a link to YouTube where Jeff Buckley is performing the song. Apparently Sony Music disabled the "embeded code."

I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this: the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
you saw her bathing on the roof
her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Baby I've been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time you let me know
What's real and going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you,
The Holy Dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you;
It's not a cry you can hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Apparently, after a bit of research on the song, the lyrics have changed from artist to artist (which is fairly typical).

Jeff Buckley was an up and coming new artists and had released only two albums before he died. According to Wikipedia, this is how Buckley died: "On May 29, 1997, as the band's plane touched down on the runway to join him in his Memphis studio, Buckley went swimming in Wolf River Harbor, a tributary of the Mississippi River, while wearing steel-toed boots, all of his clothing, and singing along to a radio playing Led Zeppelin's 'Whole Lotta Love'.

A roadie of Buckley's band, Keith Foti, remained ashore. After moving the radio and a guitar out of reach of the wake from a passing tugboat, Foti looked up to see that Buckley was gone. Despite a determined rescue effort that night, Buckley remained missing, and the search was called off the following day due to heavy rain. It is likely Buckley was sucked under the water by a strong under-current and fell into unconsciousness due to the sudden force pulling him under. Three days later, his body was spotted by a tourist on a riverboat marina and was brought ashore."

Here's to you Jeff Buckley, thanks for recording such a good song and making it better.

Kirkin' of the Tartans: Psalm 23

This translation of the 23rd Psalm comes from the Order for the Lord's Supper in the Book of Common Order introduced to Scotland from Geneva in 1560. The liturgy was prescribed by the General Assemblies of 1562 and 1564. It came to be known as Knox's Liturgy, named for John Knox, the minister most responsible for introducing Presbyterianism to Scotland.

The Lord's my herd, I'll want for nocht,

He gars me tae lie doon

In girsie howes, an syne I'm brocht

Faar wimplin burnies croon.

An fan for ither joys I craik,

An wanner faur frae God,

He airts me, for H/is ain Name's sake,

Intil his ain richt raod.

Ay, an I gang throwe yon dark glen

Faar waesome shadows faa

He'll keep near-haun me, and I ken

I'll hae nae fear ava.

Tho mony faes aroon me staun

His kindness nivver fails;

He spreads my table, an his haun

Fills my cup till it skails.

Een sae, gweed guidin an gweed-gree

Gang wi me ilka day;

And in God's Hoose faur up on hie

I fain wad bide for aye.