the man on the moon and the man in the cup

lkisaid thoughts, sounds, and creative miscellany episode 27

psalters – momamic:

His step is fallin’ hard tonight.
Eve has long broken, cold black fell open,
Shine burns through fog we sought for shelter from that light.
It’s time we eat that dust up and take it in.
It’s where we come from, where we’re goin’, where we sin.
We’re the boots put us on tie us up,
You’re the Feet, You’re the Blood, we’re the cup runneth over, runneth over me.

The cold moon is looking down on me
It shines my crooked face, my wretched bones, my losing race.
There’s no escape, these cruel eyes of stone.
Alone alone alone with that cold moon.
Oh Lord oh Lord oh Lord You said You were comin soon

Good God it’s You we love yeah.
Good God look up above, there we are smiling down on You

Step in me, fill me up, we’re the boots, we’re the cup runneth over, runneth over me

Save us from all we’ve done with the blood of our Father’s Son
Until that moon turns blood red, until my wretched face has gone and fled,
Until that moon is washed anew, until these bones can rest again with You…with You…with You.

from The Divine Liturgy of the Wretched Exiles, released June 14, 2006

1 Corinthians 1: 26-31

For consider your calling, brothers: not many of you were wise according to worldly standards, not many were powerful, not many were of noble birth. But God chose what is foolish in the world to shame the wise; God chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong; God chose what is low and despised in the world, even things that are not, to bring to nothing things that are, so that no human being might boast in the presence of God. And because of him you are in Christ Jesus, who became to us wisdom from God, righteousness and sanctification and redemption, so that, as it is written, “Let the one who boasts, boast in the Lord.”

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