Wednesday's song

Today’s song is “The Color Green.” It is from the album “A Liturgy, A Legacy & A Ragamuffin Band.” The band's name comes from Brennan Manning's 1990 book,” The Ragamuffin Gospel.” It defines ragamuffins as "the burdened, the wobbly and weak-kneed, the inconsistent, unsteady disciples... the smart people who know they are stupid... the honest disciples who admit they are scalawags.” Seems like a good way to define a follower of Christ to me. This album was released in 1993. Here is a video.

Like yesterday’s song, this one is full of expressive lyrics. While on the surface they seem to be about nature, there are deeper meanings. Which one of us doesn’t relate to “And the wrens have returned and they're nesting
In the hollow of that oak where his heart once had been
And he lifts up his arms in a blessing for being born again.” Rich was as master of reminding us how nature reveals the Creator and worships Him just by being. What if we lived like that?

Here are the lyrics:
And the moon is a sliver of silver
Like a shaving that fell on the floor of a Carpenter's shop
And every house must have it's builder
And I awoke in the house of God
Where the windows are mornings and evenings
Stretched from the sun across the sky north to south
And on my way to early meeting
I heard the rocks crying out
I heard the rocks crying out

Be praised for all Your tenderness by these works of Your hands
Suns that rise and rains that fall to bless and bring to life Your land
Look down upon this winter wheat and be glad that You have made
Blue for the sky and the color green that fills these fields with praise

And the wrens have returned and they're nesting
In the hollow of that oak where his heart once had been
And he lifts up his arms in a blessing for being born again
And the streams are all swollen with winter
Winter unfrozen and free to run away now
And I'm amazed when I remember
Who it was that built this house
And with the rocks I cry out

Be praised for all Your tenderness by these works of Your hands
Suns that rise and rains that fall to bless and bring to life Your land
Look down upon this winter wheat and be glad that You have made
Blue for the sky and the color green that fills these fields with praise.