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Into my arms

Tuesday, 20 December 2011

A beautiful expression of the secularist’s dilemma in our ‘mixed up, muddled up’ world. And a lovely song too, of course. Pity, perhaps, about the indeterminate accent. 

I don’t believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I don’t believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that’s true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candle burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

3 comments on “Into my arms

  1. Friday 23rd December 2011 at 10:49 am

    Too True Ru.
    Faultless to my ears, and a sweet romantic.

    On another note, I utterly mourn the passing of Christopher Hitchens, and wonder who will speak to fill in his courageous, wicked, inspired Quixotic shoes.

  2. Wednesday 21st December 2011 at 10:30 am

    Gosh, sorry about that, Rupert. I’d never heard of him. It seemed to me that some of his vowels were English, some Texan, and quite a few were sploshing into the Atlantic. Now I see that they are all his own and I stand corrected. Thank you.

  3. Wednesday 21st December 2011 at 10:27 am

    Indeterminate accent?? Charles, this is Sir Nicholas of Cave, a son of Australia and one of the finest songwriters of all time. His accent is his own.
    Tsch.

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