September 2, 2006
“They crucified my Lord, And he never said a mumbling word Not a word, not a word, not a word. They pierced him in the side And he never said a mumbling word Not a word, not a word, not a word. They nailed him to the tree And he never said a mumbling word Not a word, not a word, not a word. He bowed his head and died And he never said a mumbling word Not a word, not a word, not a word.”
From this evenings prayer in The Divine Hours
I’m the pastor of The Well in Feasterville, PA about 30 minutes Northeast of Philadelphia; Designer, Programmer, Owner of 343design; Website specialist for MyOhai; Board Member for Lemonade International; Member of the Ecclesia Network; Father of four boys and husband.
Over the years this blog has focused on the the calling of the church in suburban America. This has naturally transitioned into thoughts and questions around the nature of leadership and community life in this unique context.
11.24.08
By: misslimlam
Marian Anderson Sings this, it’s composed by Farnell & Floyd and called they crucified my lord.
I thought it was they kicked him in the side but, pierced is probably the correct lyric.