Bethlehem - Children 18:3

Turning and turning Within the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer Things fall apart The centre cannot hold And a blood dimmed tide Is loosed upon the world Nothing is sacred The ceremony sinks Innocence is drowned In anarchy The best lack conviction Given some time to think And the worst are full of passion Without mercy Surely some revelation is at hand Surely it's the second coming And the wrath has finally taken form For what is this rough beast Its hour come at last Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Hoping and hoping As if with my weak faith The spirit of this world Would heal and rise Vast are the shadows That straddle and strafe And struggle in the darkness Troubling my eyes Shaped like a lion It has the head of a man With a gaze as black And pitiless as the sun As it's moving its slow thigs Across the desert sands Through dark indignant Reeling falcons Surely some revelation is at hand Surely it's the second coming And the wrath has finally taken form For what is this rough beast Its hour come at last Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born (Head of a man, shape of a lion) Raging and raging It rises from the deep Opening its eyes After twenty centuries Vexed to a nightmare Out of a stony sleep By a rocking cradle By the Sea of Galilee Surely some revelation is at hand Surely it's the second coming And the wrath has finally taken form For what is this rough beast Its hour come at last Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born To be born (Head of a man, shape of a lion) (Head of a man, shape of a lion) (Head of a man, shape of a lion)

Nog 'n somerson kersfees Want die koningskind verjaar Ek skryf vir jou uit die noorde En sal die posduif vra Sal hy gaan draai in die suide By die berg en die see En daar waar my liefde kaalvoet loop Die nota vir jou gee Ek bring vir jou 'n sonneblom uit Bethlehem En gee dit water op Bloemfontein Uit Hanover bring ek kappertjiesaad Uit die tuin van nr 3 Darlingstraat En hanepoot druiwe uit die Paarlvallei Nog 'n somerson kersfees Want die koningskind verjaar Die suiderkruis my kompas En 'n eng'le koor ry saam En my hart gesels langsaam Oor die liefde, en ek weet Die herberg lê om die draai Jy wag vir my by die see Ek bring vir jou 'n sonneblom uit Bethlehem En gee dit water op Bloemfontein Uit Hanover bring ek kappertjiesaad Uit die tuin van nr 3 Darlingstraat En hanepoot druiwe uit die Paarlvallei Ek bring vir jou 'n sonneblom uit Bethlehem En gee dit water op Bloemfontein Uit Hanover bring ek kappertjiesaad Uit die tuin van nr 3 Darlingstraat En hanepoot druiwe uit die Paarlvallei

Why does it feel, we walk in a world full of strangers How did we stray so far from that miracle in the manger When did we lose sight of that star Why must we live lost in the dark There's a light that shines within us A humble gift for peace and forgiveness On this Christmas night Let's follow the light Back to Bethlehem Relive the birth, witness the sweet joy of kindness Reach out in faith, cast off the bitterness that blinds us Find our way back to where it all began Give of our hearts, let love be born again Rest assured with every step we're taking We'll be leading one another One step closer to our savior