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Jesaja 41:10
Romarbrevet 8:28
Psalm 23
One thing have I asked and it I seek
your dwelling in me your giving me a spirit
one thing I cried when I remembered myself
for then when I prayed I lacked nothing
and now that I desire nothing
everything is trampled in me please be gracious to me and pity
bless my days purify them
raise them like a daughter crying over the apple of her eye
please if you can.
By: Haviva Pedaya; Israel
Kadosh, kadosh Adonaj tsevaot melo chol haarets
kevodo
Mimekomecha malkenu tofia, vetimloch alenu,
ki mechakim anachnu lach. Mataj timloch betsijon bekarov bejamenu leolam
vaed tishkon. Titgadal vetitkadash betoch Jerushalajim irecha, ledor
vador ulenetsach netsachim. Veenenu tirena malchutecha, kadavar haamur
behire uzecha, al jede David meshiach tsidkecha.
Jimloch Adonaj leolam, Elohajich tsijon ledor vador
halaluja
Kuma Adonaj vejafutsu ojvecha, vejanusu mesanecha mipanecha.
Halaluja
Ki vecha levad batachnu, melech El ram venisa adon olamim
Halaluja
Dear Angel
Dear Angel Dear angel ever at my side, how lovely you must be, To leave
your home in heaven to guard a child like me! When I am far away from
home, or maybe hard at play, I know you will protect me from harm along
the way. Your beautiful and shining face I see not, though you're near,
The sweetness of your lovely voice, I cannot really hear. But when I
pray you're praying too, your prayer is just for me. And when I sleep,
you never do you're watching over me
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How can I think I’m standing strong, yet
feel the air beneath my feet? How can happiness feel so wrong? How can
misery feel so sweet? How can you let me watch you sleep, then break
my dreams the way you do? How can I have got in so deep? Why did I fall
in love with you?
This is the closest thing to crazy I have ever
been. Feeling twenty-two, acting seventeen.
This is the nearest thing to crazy I have ever known. I was never crazy
on my own…
And now I know that there’s a link between the two, being close
to craziness and being close to you.
How can you make me fall apart, then break my
fall with loving lies? It’s so easy to break a heart; It’s
so easy to close your eyes. How can you treat me like a child. Yet like
a child I yearn for you? How can anyone feel so wild? How can anyone
feel so blue?
This is the closest thing to crazy I have ever
been. Feeling twenty-two, acting seventeen.
This is the nearest thing to crazy I have ever known. I was never crazy
on my own…
And now I know that there’s a link between the two, being close
to craziness and being close to you.
Katie Melua “The Closest Thing To Crazy”
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