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Narration |
Jesus extends his arms out to his
sides |
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And lifts the circle of us up |
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We all 5 ascend and ascend and
ascend |
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We are quite high in the sky |
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Not up into the clouds |
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For we would have a clear view of
Earth |
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We start traversing the globe |
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We are at the Indian Ocean where
the tsunami hit |
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We see the people running for
their lives |
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We then traverse near Chechnya |
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And the scene at the school house |
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The scene of women and children
being terrorized |
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Has man been reduced to this |
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That they fight the women and the
children? |
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We traverse to Moscow |
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And feel the hardness of heart
there |
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We then traverse to Washington
D.C. |
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And feel the greed and the
insatiable lust for power there |
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We then traverse back to our
campsite |
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And descend back to the ground |
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And are seated around the
campsite once more |
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Jesus has sorrow in his eyes |
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Lord Jesus Christ |
What did you see my children? |
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Narration |
I look to
Ruth |
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She holds her index fingers to
her lips |
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I look at
Sage |
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His face is stern; he is looking
at the East |
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I wait for him to speak |
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For Ruth is not speaking, and she
has told me not to |
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Surely someone must answer Our
Lord |
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I decide to look upon the Lord |
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While waiting Sage’s response |
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Sage bursts out crying |
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He is weeping copious tears |
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He sobs almost uncontrollably |
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He is holding his head in his
hands |
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I look at
Michael
and he too holds his
index finger to his lips |
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And so I sit and breathe and look
at the campfire |
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And I see the globe of Earth in
the campfire |
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I see the Earth itself bursting
into flame |
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The whole globe is on fire! |
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Not one inch of the Earth is
spared |
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The whole Earth is burning |
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I keep breathing and I keep
looking |
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Jesus slowly bends toward the
flames
And softly blows them out |
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The globe is as a hot coal – but
no longer actively burning |
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The people on it are hopping on
one foot, then the other |
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For the surface of the Earth is
too hot |
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They are frightened and some run
this way and that |
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While others sit about and wail
inconsolably |
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They are waiting for help |
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They are waiting for rain |
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They look up at the burning sun
For it is exceedingly bright and hot |
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And plead God’s mercy for rain |
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But the Earth remains dry |
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I look at Sage |
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But he has dried his tears |
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His face is impassive |
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I again look at the campsite
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At the globe |
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People are dying |
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They are dying of thirst |
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They are dying of sunstroke |
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They are dying of the heat |
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Mostly they are dying of thirst |
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They shake their fists up to the
Heavens |
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Where are you O God; where are
you?! |
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I again feel the hardness of
heart in Moscow |
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I again feel the greed and the
lust for power in Washington D.C. |
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They have not abated |
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The desertification of the Earth |
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The suffering of the people |
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Have not abated the feelings in
Moscow and in Washington D.C. |
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On the contrary, it seems to have
hardened their positions |
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They will not budge from the
course of action they are set upon |
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They will not budge from their
mindset |
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They are in agreement on this |
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They do not agree with each other |
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But they are in agreement about
not budging |
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I now see Europe |
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Wringing its hands and
ineffectual |
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Running around and accomplishing
nothing |
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Turning first to the United
States for help and not finding it |
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Then turning to Russia for help
and not finding it |
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And Europe continues to wring its
hands in despair |
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I now see China stand up |
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It stands up
TALL;
it stands up
STRAIGHT;
it stands up
STRONG |
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Europe looks to China in
disbelief |
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Can salvation possibly come from
China? |
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The 3rd world
desperately looks to China |
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It will accept help in any form
from anyone |
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I see China in the form of a tall
upright soldier |
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As he traverses the globe |
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He walks over to the Mid-East |
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And aids them |
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He gives them to drink |
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They drink |
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China walks over to South America |
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And he helps them to build |
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He helps them to build a viable
economy
And an effective political system |
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China continues walking over to
the Indian Ocean |
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And helps the people there |
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Helps them to rebuild their homes |
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Helps them to rid themselves of
the illnesses
That have plagued them |
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Helps them restore themselves to
themselves |
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And then China stands tall and
proud and upright |
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And looks around the world |
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What is there to do next? |
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China
sees how afraid Europe is |
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China sees the disaffected Moslem
population there |
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Ah yes, Europe is ripe for the
picking |
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And China strides over to Europe |
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And Europe almost gratefully
crumbles under China’s authority |
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The European white man is in
despair |
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Have we been reduced to this? |
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Europe again looks to Washington
D.C. |
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And again receives no response |
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Europe again looks to Moscow |
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And again receives no response |
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The European white man succumbs
to despondency and sleep |
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The Muslim in Europe is grateful
to China |
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And happily receives its rule |
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Welcomes its rule |
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Rejoices in the defeat of the
white man |
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