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| Topic Started: Aug 16 2012, 07:06 PM (96 Views) | |
| Stars | Aug 16 2012, 07:06 PM Post #1 |
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[dohtml]<iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IqjUC8tDH9s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>[/dohtml] This is the clip from Ernest Goes to Camp where this song is played. |
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http://worldhistoryproject.org/1937 ]THE DIVINE WEAVER My Life is but a weaving, between my Lord and me; I cannot choose the colors, He worketh steadily. Oftentimes He weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride, forget that He seeth the upper, and I the other side. Not till the loom is silent, and the shuttles cease to fly, shall God unroll the canvas and explain the reason why. The dark threads are as needful in the weavers hand, as the threads of gold and silver, in the pattern He has planned. The Book of Life: Love Everlasting http://z14.invisionfree.com/Dream_Expediti...topic=6389&st=0 02 09 78 - 03 03 2015 | |
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| LunaBaby | Aug 16 2012, 07:13 PM Post #2 |
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That was a bitter sweet song. My dad always loved Ernest to.
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| Stars | Aug 17 2012, 06:25 PM Post #3 |
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Rain The storm clouds are closing in And the air is getting thin It seems the wind is screaming In and out I hear it breathing Raindrops fall from grace Then land frozen in their place Soon enough the rain will stop The sun will rise and the moon will drop Until then, hold me tight Stay with me through this night A jolt of lightning, a thunder blast Under covers, safe at last Even though the rain cries down I won't be afraid when you're around |
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http://worldhistoryproject.org/1937 ]THE DIVINE WEAVER My Life is but a weaving, between my Lord and me; I cannot choose the colors, He worketh steadily. Oftentimes He weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride, forget that He seeth the upper, and I the other side. Not till the loom is silent, and the shuttles cease to fly, shall God unroll the canvas and explain the reason why. The dark threads are as needful in the weavers hand, as the threads of gold and silver, in the pattern He has planned. The Book of Life: Love Everlasting http://z14.invisionfree.com/Dream_Expediti...topic=6389&st=0 02 09 78 - 03 03 2015 | |
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