24-04-2005, 10:48
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Voor een jeugddienst hebben we het thema waar was god toen de tsunami. Wie weet hier passende liederen bij.
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24-04-2005, 11:11
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Kataklysm - Wounds
If you exist... Why don't you heal my wounds? If you're God... Release me from this tomb! Why don't you heal my wounds? Release me from this tomb! Don't you care?! Why...Don't you care?! About all whom have died In the name of the father And the son And the holy spirit Tell me why you betray The ones you're supposed to love I've seen innocent men fall I've seen darkenened souls live forever Praying changed nothing so I fall chameless To the wound called existence I fear nothing but myself... ...Don't you care?! Why..Don't you care?! About all whom have died... In the name of the father and the son and the holy spirit Tell me why you betray.... The ones you're supposed to love If you exist... Why don't you heal my wounds? If you're God... Release me from this tomb! Why don't you heal my wounds? Release me from this tomb! I've seen innocent man fall I've seen darkend souls live forever Praying changed nothing, so I fall shameless.... ...To the wound called existence I fear nothing but myself...
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24-04-2005, 12:09
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Nothing suffocates you more than
The passing of everyday human events Isolation is the oxygen mask you make Your children breath in to survive I'm not a slave to a god That doesn't exist I'm not a slave to a world That doesn't give a shit And when we were good You just closed your eyes So when we are bad We'll scar your minds Fight x8 You'll never grow up to be a big - Rock - star - celebrated - victim - of - your - fame They'll just cut our wrists like Cheap coupons and say that death Was on sale today And when we were good You just closed your eyes So when we are bad We'll scar your minds But I'm not a slave to a god That doesn't exist But I'm not a slave to a world That doesn't give a shit The death of one is a tragedy x3 But the death of millions is just a statistic I'm not a slave to a god That doesn't exist I'm not a slave to a world That doesn't give a shit I'm not a slave to a god That doesn't exist I'm not a slave to a world That doesn't give a shit Fight x8
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24-04-2005, 12:19
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Die van nare man is 'the fight song' van Marilyn Manson, mocht je 'm willen downloaden.
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24-04-2005, 16:00
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24-04-2005, 16:07
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The Kovenant - Jihad
Get down on your knees and feed the illusion Get down on your knees and prolong the delusion Superstition is the religion of the feeble mind Liberty and Justice - The Illusions of mankind A dogmatic expression in every direction There is no redemption in divine intervention The world is a disease that cannot be cured The truth is a voice that cannot be heard Jihad - The twisted hands of faith Jihad - In the name of Hate Jihad - The twisted hands of faith Jihad - In the name of Hate Hate is the solution to life's evolution Love is a high that you cannot sustain For each age is a dream that is dying And freedom is a whore that we love to adore Jihad - To be touched by the hands of God Jihad - To be touched by the hands of God Hate is the solution to life's evolution Love is a high that you cannot sustain For each age is a dream that is dying And freedom is a whore that we love to adore Jihad - To be touched by the hands of God Jihad - To be touched by the hands of God A dogmatic expression in every direction There is no redemption in divine intervention The world is a disease that cannot be cured The truth is a voice that cannot be heard
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24-04-2005, 19:25
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Meph.! Wat een eng liedje!
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24-04-2005, 20:11
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So which is your favourite Beatles album? 'Tough one. I think I'd have to say 'The best of the Beatles'.'
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24-04-2005, 20:57
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Peter Gabriel and Robert Fripp- Here comes the flood
When the night shows The signals grow on radios All the strange things They come and go, as early warnings Stranded starfish have no place to hide Still waiting for the swollen easter tide There’s no point in direction we cannot even choose a side. I took the old track The hollow shoulder, across the waters On the tall cliffs They were getting older, sons and daughters The jaded underworld was riding high Waves of steel hurled metal at the sky And as the nail sunk in the cloud, the rain was warm and soaked the crowd. Lord, here comes the flood We’ll say goodbye to flesh and blood If again the seas are silent In any still alive It’ll be those who gave their island to survive Drink up, dreamers, you’re running dry. When the flood calls, You have no home, you have no walls In the thunder crash You’re a thousand minds, within a flash Don’t be afraid to cry at what you see The actors gone, there’s only you and me And if we break before the dawn, they’ll use up what we used to be. Lord, here comes the flood We’ll say goodbye to flesh and blood If again, the seas are silent In any still alive It’ll be those who gave their island to survive Drink up, dreamers, you’re running dry.
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wond'ring aloud, will the years treat us well ?...
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25-04-2005, 14:02
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In ieder geval degene die serieus gepost heeft bedankt. Ik ben trouwens nog steeds op zoek....
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25-04-2005, 18:19
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Ik vind het thema een beetje onchristelijk, eerlijk gezegd. Alsof wij weten wat G_ds bedoelingen zijn... Waarom zou je daar überhaubt over willen nadenken tenzij je een mysticus bent? Is de titel niet een beetje suggestief / verkeerd / onchristelijk in plaats van prikkelend? Ik weet jammergenoeg geen liedjes die zo'n kerkdienst waardig zouden zijn.
En Meph, ik vond Kovenant leuker toen ze electronic maakten.
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I know a ghost can walk through a wall, yet, I'm just a man, still learning how to fall
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25-04-2005, 18:23
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25-04-2005, 18:46
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Mach het ook een gedicht zijn?
The Love of God, such mystery, The wisest know not what it means, To heal the sick and raise the dead, For prayers prayed and verses read, Destroy the weak and break the strong, disease the pure and stop their song. His Will, His Will, Omniscient Plan, has slaughtered many a righteous man. While children suffer, starve and die, He comforts not, nor tells them why. Off playing some new cosmic game, He has no time to sooth their pain. His record's poor, this super Guy for everything he makes must die. The Love of God, such mystery, The wisest know not what it means, But more bizarre, much more oblique, Why still His Love, the masses seek. Ryan Hendricks
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www.deatheist.nl De Nederlandse website over het atheisme!
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25-04-2005, 20:32
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Psalm 69:1,4 (uit het liedboek)
1 Red mij, o God, het water stijgt en stijgt, en ik heb geen vaste grond onder de voeten. Zal ik dan in het niet verzinken moeten, in het moeras des doods, waar alles zwijgt? Ik heb geroepen tot mijn stem 't begaf. Voortdurend heb ik naar U uitgekeken. Het diepe water wordt mij tot een graf, mijn keel is hees, mijn ogen zijn bezweken. 4 Tot U, o Heer, tot U is mijn gebed, hoor mij en kom mij met uw hulp te stade; ik smeek U om een stonde van genade, ik heb mijn hart, mijn hoop op U gezet. Houd mij dan vast en wees mij toegedaan, antwoord mij, Heer, Gij wilt mij immers helpen. Wend U tot mij, zie mij barmhartig aan, laat mij niet door het water overstelpen.
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SMILE! Jesus loves you!
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25-04-2005, 21:56
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Whole World In His Hands
(Isaiah 43:2; Psalm 23:4) When all around is fading And nothing seems to last When each day is filled with sorrow Still I know with all my heart He's got the whole world in His hands He's got the whole world in His hands I'll fear no evil For You are with me Strong to deliver Mighty to save He's got the whole world in His hands When I walk through fire I will not be burned When the waves come crashing 'round me Still I know with all my heart Written by Tim Hughes
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I'm not made for this earth, My scream is for a Re-Birth!
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