Wells

The garden of Eden was on a mountain
In the beginning long ago
How do we know it was on a mountain?
Think for a minute how waters flow
They go down, down, down, down, down
They spread around, round, round, round, round
The water that rolls down God’s holy mountain
Gives its life to all the ground

You are a mountain and you have a fountain
Of living waters flowing from you
You better not keep it, you better not hoard it
You better believe it, it’s coming through
If you try to stop this water running down
It will sweep you from your feet and you will drown
The water that rolls down God’s holy mountain
Gives its life to all the ground
The water that rolls down God’s holy mountain
Spreads its savor all around
The water that rolls down God’s holy mountain
Makes the taste of grace abound
The water that rolls down God’s holy mountain
Gives its life to all the ground

Lot, Lot, you had a lot
A lot of flocks and servants
Lot, Lot, you had a lot
And two young daughters watching you
Lot, Lot, you had a lot
A lot of flocks and pots and pans and
Lot, Lot, with all your lot
Your two young daughts are watching you

But Lot did not give thought, as he ought
To God and neighbor, but…
He sought and bought a lot, a plot in Sodom

Lot, Lot, you chose your spot
And brought your flocks and pots and pans
But Lot, you forgot that riches rot
Your two young daughts forgot it too

For Lot did not give thought, as he ought
To God and neighbor, but…
He sought and bought a lot, a plot in Sodom

(Hey, Lot! How much did you pay for that place? “A lot!”)

Lot, Lot, you are distraught
The lot you bought got much too hot
Your wife became a salty spot
Your daughters bought what you have taught
And all your lot has come to naught

By Your Name I swear
I won’t take him there
His burden I will bear
I’m his servant
I would love to see Isaac marry
Build the holy seed
Like You promised
Abraham Your friend, my master
Camels loaded down
Heading out of town
Glorious gifts abound
Should I find her
Do prepare her heart
Words from You impart
Help me do my part
I cannot bind her
If she will not follow me
From this oath I will be free
But please… let it be
Now beside this well
Here young ladies dwell
Now is time to tell
If You’ve prospered this
This walk of faith
With redeeming grace
What a pretty face!
Could this be her?

Sabbath, a rest, a holy rest
Passover, recall what God has done
Firstfruits, a feast of the first you’ve grown
Weeks, the harvest full has come
Trumpets, don’t work but bring your food
Atonement, afflict yourselves, no food
Booths, be in a happy mood
Keep the feast, be pleased, be good!
And keep the…

(When Samson uses the phrase “heaps upon heaps” in his song, the word “heaps” in Hebrew sounds a lot like the word for “donkeys”. So a heap of Philistines could be heard as a heap of donkeys. Puns abound in Hebrew, I am told...)

Going down to Timnah, following the Lord
I came into a vineyard and I heard a lion roar
He thought I would be breakfast, I thought I would be toast
But the Spirit came upon me when I needed Him the most
I’m Samson the Nazarite and I have got a plan…
I tore apart the lion with my own two hands
I plan to take the Philistines and treat them just the same
“Little-Sun-a-burning” is my name

To thirty odd companions a riddle I did pose
And if I won they had to give me thirty suits of clothes
But ploughing with my heifer, the answer they did yield
It seems that they would take away the harvest from my field…
I’m gonna get ‘em, now, those rascally Philistines…

So I caught three hundred foxes and tied them tail to tail
I let ‘em run, they had their fun, and Philistines did wail
And though they’re tough, they’ve had enough,
they’re mad enough to kill
They’re roaring up to meet me here on Jawbone Hill

Come and get it, boys!
One, two, three, four…

With the jawbone of a donkey, heaps upon heaps
Following my calling when I’m falling on the creeps
With the jawbone of a donkey, I really go to town
Pick a donkey up and then I lay a donkey down
With the jawbone of a donkey, heaps upon heaps
Following my calling when I’m falling on the creeps
With the jawbone of a donkey, I really go to town
Pick a donkey up and then I lay a donkey down
Pick a donkey up and then I lay a donkey down

Israel is not too hard to fight against
When Hophni and Phineas are taking command
Because they’re fat! And soft! And people don’t like them
And it’s hard to work for leaders you can’t stand

Israel is not too hard to fight against
When Hophni and Phineas are taking command
Because they’re fat! And soft! And people don’t like them
And it’s hard to work for leaders you can’t stand

But what is that shout? (Hey!) What is that sound? (Cheer!)
What has made Israel arise from the ground??? (oh, no…)
A god has come into their camp! (that’s what they’re saying!)
Woe to us with a god in their camp! (who can deliver us?)
Hophni and Phineas are easy,
But this god is making us que-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-a-sy, so

Fight, Mister Philistine! Fight Mister Philistine!
Lest you should come ‘neath the thumb of a Hebrew!
Fight, Mister Philistine! Fight, Mister Philistine!
Lest you become as they have been to you! Go on and…
Fight, Mister Philistine! Fight Mister Philistine!
Lest you should come ‘neath the thumb of a Hebrew!
Fight, Mister Philistine! Fight, Mister Philistine!
Lest you become as they have been to you!

Thirty thousand fell,
Those leading clowns as well,
Their god has not delivered them
And now we have Him, ha, ha, ha, ha

Israel is not too hard to fight against
When Hophni and Phineas are taking command
Because they’re fat! And soft! And people don’t like them
And it’s hard to work for leaders you can’t stand

We lifted our eyes and barely believed them
The ark of the Lord, the Philistine’s prize,
decided to leave them
There we rejoiced, we made sacrifices
There by the stone of Beth-Shemesh
We laughed at our neighbour’s devices

Ohhhh, Ohhhh

Tears for the dead, tears for the living
Tears for the God who is near
Much too near, fears are reliving
Who will relieve? Where are the others?
There by the stone of Beth-Shemesh
We buried our fathers and brothers

Ohhhh, Ohhhh, Ohhhh

For a long, long time we have been away
Twenty years gone by, here we sigh and wait
To return to You like You want us to
Now our idols break, they’re no good anyway
“We have sinned”, we say, “now our foes, they reign.”
But when the spotless lamb ascends
Then Your favor falls again

And there is thunder, there is a mighty roaring sound
When Your words, they shake the ground
And our enemies confound
There is thunder, and our fears become a rout
As You lead Your people out again

Now the stone, it stands on the land to say
How the Lord has helped us to this very day
Ebenezer is its name, to remind us when You came

And there was thunder, there was a mighty roaring sound
When Your words, they shook the ground
All our enemies were confounded
There was thunder, and our fears became a rout
As You led Your people out again

All this time we pined in a cell our hands designed
But we wake to a new day; now we worship You again

And there is thunder, there is a mighty roaring sound
When Your words, they shake the ground
And our enemies confound

There is thunder, and our fears become a rout
As You lead Your people out again
As You lead Your people out again

Phineas with brother Hophni
Tried to ruin us by offending the Lord
Sheep get fleeced…
God will defend us from an evil priest by a Philistine sword…

So may all Your enemies perish!
But let the righteous shine like the sun
We are the friends of God and He will save us
Because we worship His Son.

Rechab & Baanah,
they killed a righteous man in bed and asleep
Did the deed and they fled…
Ran all night… they were rewarded in the morning light
So much for getting a head…

So may all Your enemies perish!
But let the righteous shine like the sun
We are the friends of God and He will save us
Because we worship His Son.

Joab led King David’s army
But his hands were full of innocent blood
So he fled unto the altar
But it did not help, he came down with a thud…

So may all Your enemies perish!
But let the righteous shine like the sun
We are the friends of God and He will save us
Because we worship His Son.

David, hidden in a sheepfold cave
Staying out of Saul’s way
Your men say today’s the day
See the end of Saul’s reign

David, the promise of God is great
The throne of the land waits
Will tomorrow be too late
One move to a checkmate…

David, is this the way
The Messiah takes His place?
David, is this the way
That the Lord will come to reign?

David, hiding in a sheepfold cave
With vengeance a breath away
Have you gained the power to wait
For the Lord to vindicate

David, is this the way
The Messiah takes His place?
David, is this the way
That the Lord will come to reign?
David, is this the way
The Messiah takes His place?
David, is this the way
That the Lord will come to reign?

This old man, he played one
When I was a wayward one
With a knick-knack, whack-a-smack
Give a kid the rod
This old man’s obeying God

This old man, he played two
He knew what he had to do...

This old man, he played three
He laid me across his knee...

This old man, he played four
I knew what I had in store...

This old man, he played five
OW! That makes me feel alive...

This old man, he played six
He cured me of all my tricks...

This old man, he played seven h
He wants me to go to heaven...

This old man, he played eight
Do it now, it will not wait...

This old man, he played nine
He laid nine on my behind...

This old man, he played ten
I will not do that again...

Well, well, well, our thirst you quell
A taste of grace for a land that fell
Well, well, well, the tales you tell
Of war and wedding bells

Well, well, well, by envy filled
By care and vision dug again
Well, well, well, the tales you tell
Of war and wedding bells

You have seen the lovely maiden
With a flock of sheep she’s laden
But the perfect man was waiting
To take her to his home
You have seen the seven daughters
Driven meanly from your waters
Till a savior came and sought them
now Zipporah is his own, oh…

Well, well, well, the tales you tell
Of war and wedding bells

You have seen the jaded lover
With a multitude of husbands
Find the One who really loved her
Giving water from His well, oh…

Well, well, well, the tales you tell
Of war and wedding bells
Of war and wedding bells

Benaiah sounds like Solomon’s hit man in this chapter, hence the shortening of his name.

If you show yourself a worthy man
Not a hair of your head shall fall
But if wickedness is found in you
You know who I’m gonna call
I’ll call Benny, Benny, Benny
I’ve got a job for you

If you play your game of subterfuge
If you seek to undermine
If your hat size grows too big for you
You fight against your life
Hey Benny, Benny, Benny
I’ve got a job for you

If you hold onto the altar horns
To escape from what you’ve done
In the day of peace you shed the blood of war
Your blood thirst days are gone
Benny, Benny, Benny
I’ve got a job for you

If you break the oath you swear to God
If you love to disobey
If you think your words will be forgot
We’ll remind you yet today
Benny, Benny, Benny
I’ve got a job for you

Jericho, Jericho, where have you been?
Down to the ground then back again
I’ve been a wasteland
A good man put a curse on me
Jericho, Jericho, what have you done?
I’ve been rebuilt at the price of the sons of the builder Bewildered by the way things come

Those sons of Bethel had to die that I might live
But here I am, together again
My water here was bad, and unfruitful was the land
Until Elisha came with a word from heaven

Thus says the Lord; “I have healed this water;
From now on neither death nor miscarriages shall come of it.”
And so it has been to this day
Thus says the Lord; “I have healed this water”
And never again must the children have to pay for Jericho
Since the Lord has come my way!

Jericho, Jericho, where have you been?
Down to the ground and back again…

Caesar thought that he could move the world
His tongue waved and the earth turned
He spoke a word and scrolls would be unfurled
And fools quaked, and the wise learned
His word was law throughout the land
And all men did the things he planned
Presumed all things were in his hand
And no one was above
So Caesar spoke…

And the scribes wrote
The seal sealed
The horses saddled
The riders flew
The inns prepared
The roads repaired
The ships set sail
The heralds cried
The governor heard (and sighed…)
And got to work
And sent the word
Throughout the land
That made the carpenter
Leave his tools
And find a donkey
And take his bride
And unborn child
To Bethlehem
Which God had planned beforehand

Caesar thought that he could move the world
But God did, and Caesar was His tool.

I’m John, my leather belt on
My coat of camel hair, out in the open air
They’re gone from all the towns about
They’ve come to seek me out, come from everywhere

I’m John, a priest of Aaron
And I have begun looking for the One to come
I am Elijah, I am the one before the One

CHORUS
I am the voice of one crying in the wilderness
Prepare the way of the Lord
Make His paths straight, make His paths straight

I’m John, I’m in the wilderness
Not in the palace wearing fancy dress
My food is a curse to you, and a blessing, too;
Just like me to you
I’m John, I am a Nazarite
I perform the rite with a single sight
I’ve come to prepare the way for the King who’s coming

CHORUS
I am the voice of one crying in the wilderness
Prepare the way of the Lord
Make His paths straight, make His paths straight
I am the voice of one crying in the wilderness
Prepare the way of the Lord
Make His paths straight, make His paths straight
Make His paths straight

Purification, a rite for this nation
So many things make us unclean
We have to be wary, or lose sanctuary
Then we have to tarry unseen
And today is the wedding at Cana
A moment of joy to be found
Our master is poor, but I think he still wants us around…
We make sure of our
Purification, a rite for this nation
So many things make us unclean
Now John is baptizing and voices are rising
We don’t understand what this means
And today at the wedding at Cana the good wine ran out
But then came the fellow that John had been talking about!

He spoke and we filled to the brim
Six stone jars of water for Him (purification…)

And the smell was unmistakeably fine…
That water was wine!

(Purification, a rite for this nation,
so many things make us unclean)
This water is wine!

(Purification, a rite for this nation,
so many things make us unclean)
This water is wine!

(Purification, a rite for this nation,
so many things make us unclean)

Jesus took us all across the sea of Galilee
But the crowds that followed hard saw
His signs and came to feed
Now there were five thousand men
I was starting to be worried
That our grocery budget would not bear the strain…

What to do?
Then came the boy with barley bread and two fish
Tumbling into our tent…
I was wishing that Elisha was here
Then we need not fear
He can make a lot from a little I hear…

(uh, Philip, I think you’re living in the past… look around you, man!)

Jesus sat them down upon the ground in the grass
Took the loaves and gave thanks
And distributed this Passover to 5000 men
With the fish on the side
And they ate, and they ate, and they ate, and they ate,
And they ate until they were all full!

Twelve full baskets left over… one for each tribe!
He’s like a new Moses, and he’s on our side!
We’ll take on the Romans!
We’ll give them a fight
Now we’ve a king in our sights!
He’s the prophet whose coming Moses foretold!
He’ll lead us in battle, like Gideon of old!
Our plans are in place… but where did He go?
Where did He go?

(Hey! What’s the matter with Him? Doesn’t He want to be King?)

Jesus met a woman at a well
And everyone who reads of it can tell what’s coming
A wedding, a marriage, a baby carriage
Ask Abraham’s servant, or Jacob, or Moses…

Jesus met a woman at a well
With no-one there to tell
You can hear the music swell
But who is this girl?

She is not a young and virgin bride
Five husbands she’s had, and more beside
What could this mean?
This doesn’t seem… right

Jesus met a woman at a well
And in her hair we smell
The scent of Israel
She’s hungry but distant, she’s yet resistant
She needs to be saved from herself
And she has met her Savior at the well

Once she was a harlot but the harlot has become a virgin bride
See her by His side?
Once she was a harlot but the harlot has become a virgin bride
See her by His side?
Once she was a harlot but the harlot has become a virgin bride
See her by His side?

Jesus met a woman at a well
And everyone can tell
Yes everyone can tell

There was a woman who could not have children
Though in her heart she desired and longed
To be fruitful and happy, not lonely and barren
But this was the burden she bore
We know her as Sarah, as Rachel, Rebekah
As Hannah, she’s known as the wife of Manoah
Elizabeth maybe, and she wants a baby
One would be fine but she’d love to have more

CHORUS
The Lord from heaven looked down
And noticed her beautiful face looking down
Remembered a Root that would grow in dry ground
He loved her and promised
the hope of her heart would be found

This lady reminds Him of all He has promised
In earlier times when no fruit could be found
It seemed useless to go on believing in something
You never could touch with your hand
His truth remained hidden awaiting the moment
The times of fulfillment would finally come
And the promise would shine and the lady would find
Through her troubles she brought forth a Son

CHORUS
All these years passing her by clouds in the sky
Not knowing why and wondering how but look at her now

Now there’s a woman who has many children
And in her heart she desires and loves
To be fruitful and faithful, her future is hopeful
And always she’d love to have more