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lördag 5 november 2016

"O, when the saints..."

Lois Armstrong said it:


"Oh when the Saints go marching in
When the Saints go marching in
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

And when the sun refuses to shine
And when the sun refuses to shine
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in





When the moon turns red with blood
When the moon turns red with blood
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

On that hallelujah day
On that hallelujah day
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

O when the trumpet sounds the call
O when the trumpet sounds the call
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

Some say this world of trouble
Is the only one we need
But I'm waiting for that morning
When the new world is revealed

When the revelation comes
When the revelation comes
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

When the rich go out and work
When the rich go out and work
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

When the air is pure and clean
When the air is pure and clean
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

When we all have food to eat
When we all have food to eat
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

When our leaders learn to cry
When our leaders learn to cry
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in."



Songwriters: Traditional,
When The Saints Go Marching In lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing


Louis Armstrong

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Och Carola sjunger så här om vårt himmelska hopp:
"Jag har hört om en stad ovan molnen"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZCxnLdTva8


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"Den store hvide flok":
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mVC_zI-a9Mc


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"bury me in this very cemetery, under this very pine, with a stunning view of sunrise in one direction and a village landscape in another"
http://minkristnasamhllsblogg.blogspot.fi/2014/04/chernobyl-bury-me-in-this-very-cemetery.html





2013http://minkristnasamhllsblogg.blogspot.fi/2013/11/alla-helgons-dag.html

http://minkristnasamhllsblogg.blogspot.fi/2013/11/saknar.html


"Saliga äro de människor som i dig hava sin starkhet, de vilkas håg står till dina vägar. När de vandra genom Tåredalen, göra de den rik på källor, och höstregnet höljer den med välsignelser. De gå från kraft till kraft; så träda de fram inför Gud på Sion." (Ps. 84:6-8, 1917)





Foton: KL

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