In Cana of Galilee, a wedding took place
Jesus and His men were there
they had been invited to come and partake
of that surely joyous affair

There was dancing and singing, plenty of drinking
and soon all the wine had run out
commotion and clamor occurred in the kitchen,
the servants all stammered about

Finding their boss, they gave him the bad news
Sir, we have just now run dry
fearing the loss of his good reputation,
he quickly pulled Mary aside

The poor man gave her the report of their shortage
and so soon the guests would all know
not wishing for their disappointment and sadness,
she soon figured out what to do

Running to Jesus, she humbly expressed this
concern that they had no more wine
He replied with kindness, " It isn't my time yet.
What is this between you and I? "

She went to the servants, said do what He tells you
and they were all simply obliged
Jesus gave orders to fill jars with water
to their brims and they all complied

They drew some out then, it had turned sweet and red,
a vintage from heaven indeed
His disciples saw this, and certainly dumb-founded
their faith in Jesus increased.

"Go now and take some to the banquet' s master",
the Lord said, the servants obeyed
when the man tasted the blessed wine, he said,
' the choicest 'til the end was saved

'You need not trouble yourself anymore,
our daughter is dead not asleep.
I'm sorry You came at such a late hour,
and for all the people who scream
Insults at your name, oh Lord,
doubting that You love them so.
But we are shutting our doors to mourn.
There's nothing more to do.'

'Fear not, have faith, and you will see
the mighty power of God.
I say to you oh little girl,
it's time to rise, wake up.
Hold your child madam and sir.
Give her something to eat.
Don't ever dread death's curse, my friends.
It's just a little sleep.'

Knee-deep water
knee-high socks
I hope it doesn't rise much higher

waist-high water
what a shock
all meteorologists are liars

They said it wouldn't rain
but then the flood came
and swept my cabin away

Now I'm up to my neck
but oh what the heck
I'm alive so I need not complain

I'm afloat on a branch
so I give thanks
to God above whom nature obeys

And though death surrounds me
the river can't drown me
if He says it's not meant to be

All those unlucky folks
who lost more than their homes
when the ultimate price they paid

Are singing in heaven
with their saintly brethren
if to that same God they prayed

Life is a mist
and man's time is short
on Earth where all is subject to change

And he's seemingly sport
for a non-gentle sort
of a natural world so strange

I'm ready to depart for greener pastures
I'm all choked up by thoughts of leaving you
but honey, my life's story's no disaster
my hopes of paradise are coming true

One final farewell kiss my dearest darling
is my last wish before I step on through
that cold and painful doorway of my parting
for my rent earthly tent no more will do

I guess I'll see you later on my love
when time is gone forever and no longer interrupts
our dreams and how we make them real, forever in our hearts
I guess I'll see you later on my love

What's that I'm hearing now my sweetest angel?
above and far beyond there's love enthroned
you press your head against my chest, I exhale
release the ghost to find my savior's home

I know sometimes you'll mourn me in my passing
and grief will sure assail you with its tears
you'll cry awhile but I know love that lastly,
you'll be with me again so don't you fear

I know I'll see you later on, I promise
to walk those golden streets, your hand in mine
it will eternally then be a party
I'll see you later on when you arrive

Angry bull in a china shop
out of fuel near the pit stop
falling rain on dead crops
that's the human mark

Disobedient to his maker
fairground ticket-taker
for rides that end when circuit breakers
fire off and spark

Needing a new heart, seeking a hand
another rendition of head in the sand
no flesh and blood helper can make me to stand
and walk upright and true
yet I still call for you...

To bring to me my medicine
when gospel fails anew
to ease my fearful lightning storms
of nightmares and half truths...
that have me crying for proof
desolate through and through

I fit just fine and mix it up,
blend in with anyone
don't need a name, my age is old,
I've been around some

I'm capable of joy and mirth
to you what is it worth?
I tend to laugh when others do,
a countenance well-rehearsed

I turn puke-green when sickness strikes
and yellow in the sun
ashen grey when death arrives
I'm a chameleon

People share their grief for fun
and shed tears for relief
offer up condolences
the process isn't brief

Me, I'm always in a hurry
to exit these scenes
I would apologize if they
were not so deserving

Scaly hide and shifty-eyed
I'm nervous when alone
I like it when there's folks around
who's hearts I make my own

I cannot touch the ones that love
and trust providence still,
I make most men to lose their minds
and act upon my will

I roam the whole world to and fro
and won't stop 'til I'm done
devouring the empty souls
of harlots and their sons

Grey cat beams brightly,
his claws are out
black birds don't notice
the beast is around
then sensing danger,
they fly heading south
save for a little one,
weighing not an ounce

The sky above's painted
in pictures by clouds
so white and so fluffy
not weighing an ounce
until black birds fill them
with tears to come down
on top of the head
of the one who did pounce