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Last night after reading here, I was singing "Nothing but the Blood of Jesus"
to myself, and Holly asked what I was singing, and I sang some aloud. She
said to stop singing about Jesus, and I taught her the "soap, soap, soap,
soap" baseline, and told her that joke. She couldn't possibly begin to
appreciate it.
This morning I was singing Onward Christian Soldiers while I was making
pancakes, and she said something, and I said "Don't tell me to stop singing
about Jesus."
She said "What if there isn't really any Jesus?"
I said, "Then I'll be singing about something imaginary. You sing about
Totoro."
She thought for a few seconds and said, "Okay."
Sandra
to myself, and Holly asked what I was singing, and I sang some aloud. She
said to stop singing about Jesus, and I taught her the "soap, soap, soap,
soap" baseline, and told her that joke. She couldn't possibly begin to
appreciate it.
This morning I was singing Onward Christian Soldiers while I was making
pancakes, and she said something, and I said "Don't tell me to stop singing
about Jesus."
She said "What if there isn't really any Jesus?"
I said, "Then I'll be singing about something imaginary. You sing about
Totoro."
She thought for a few seconds and said, "Okay."
Sandra
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Sadly, I don't know these songs and I feel badly about that because it
sounds like a great way to drive my husband nuts.
The only religious song I know was one I heard on "The Beverly
Hillbillies".
Granny used to sing, "I've got that joy, joy, joy, joy down in my
heart..."
I can still hear that little Granny voice.
They sang that song at a friends funeral several years ago and I thought
I'd never stop laughing.... I've got that joy, joy, joy, joy..
Deb L, fixen to whip up some 'possum stew.
On Sun, 30 Dec 2001 14:35:04 EST SandraDodd@... writes:
sounds like a great way to drive my husband nuts.
The only religious song I know was one I heard on "The Beverly
Hillbillies".
Granny used to sing, "I've got that joy, joy, joy, joy down in my
heart..."
I can still hear that little Granny voice.
They sang that song at a friends funeral several years ago and I thought
I'd never stop laughing.... I've got that joy, joy, joy, joy..
Deb L, fixen to whip up some 'possum stew.
On Sun, 30 Dec 2001 14:35:04 EST SandraDodd@... writes:
> Last night after reading here, I was singing "Nothing but the Blood
> of Jesus"
> to myself, and Holly asked what I was singing, and I sang some
> aloud. She
> said to stop singing about Jesus, and I taught her the "soap, soap,
> soap,
> soap" baseline, and told her that joke. She couldn't possibly begin
> to
> appreciate it.
>
> This morning I was singing Onward Christian Soldiers while I was
> making
> pancakes, and she said something, and I said "Don't tell me to stop
> singing
> about Jesus."
>
> She said "What if there isn't really any Jesus?"
>
> I said, "Then I'll be singing about something imaginary. You sing
> about
> Totoro."
>
> She thought for a few seconds and said, "Okay."
>
> Sandra
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In a message dated 12/30/01 11:11:29 PM, ddzimlew@... writes:
<< "I've got that joy, joy, joy, joy down in my
heart..." >>
A couple of weeks ago I sang a version of Row, row, row your boat for Holly
and her friend Tam. It is, in a way, translating a simple Saxon song into
Latinate/Norman French. That's still really funny in English after hundreds
of years. )I'll get back to the other song, honest.)
Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Life is but a dream.
and to the same tune:
Propel, propel, propel your craft
Placidly down the solution;
Ecstatic, ecstatic, ecstatic, ecstatic,
Existence is but an illusion.
And so, in little Baptist kid days, we would put a second verse to
I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy
Down in my heart
Down in my heart
Down in my heart
I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy
Down in my heart
Down in my heart to stay.
I've got the wonderful love of my Blessed Redeemer
Way down in the depths of my heart
Down in the depths of my heart
Down in the depths of my heart
I've got the wonderful love of my Blessed Redeemer
Way down in the depths of my heart
Down in the depths of my heart to stay.
But there are other "real" verses.
I've got the peace that passeth understanding
Down in my heart....
That's a kind of camp-song, kids' song for Baptists and that ilk.
There's a weirder one, a different song, with stand-up, full body motions:
SO high you can't get over it
SO low you can't get under it
SO wide you can't get around it
You must go through that door.
The door is salvation, and "It" must be the entirity of existence, including
temptations and toils and trials and tribulations all those t-words.
Sandra
<< "I've got that joy, joy, joy, joy down in my
heart..." >>
A couple of weeks ago I sang a version of Row, row, row your boat for Holly
and her friend Tam. It is, in a way, translating a simple Saxon song into
Latinate/Norman French. That's still really funny in English after hundreds
of years. )I'll get back to the other song, honest.)
Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Life is but a dream.
and to the same tune:
Propel, propel, propel your craft
Placidly down the solution;
Ecstatic, ecstatic, ecstatic, ecstatic,
Existence is but an illusion.
And so, in little Baptist kid days, we would put a second verse to
I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy
Down in my heart
Down in my heart
Down in my heart
I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy
Down in my heart
Down in my heart to stay.
I've got the wonderful love of my Blessed Redeemer
Way down in the depths of my heart
Down in the depths of my heart
Down in the depths of my heart
I've got the wonderful love of my Blessed Redeemer
Way down in the depths of my heart
Down in the depths of my heart to stay.
But there are other "real" verses.
I've got the peace that passeth understanding
Down in my heart....
That's a kind of camp-song, kids' song for Baptists and that ilk.
There's a weirder one, a different song, with stand-up, full body motions:
SO high you can't get over it
SO low you can't get under it
SO wide you can't get around it
You must go through that door.
The door is salvation, and "It" must be the entirity of existence, including
temptations and toils and trials and tribulations all those t-words.
Sandra
Karin
I know and recognize these verses, Sandra! Especially the "peace that passeth..." part. My mom loves playing church songs on the piano. She must know hundreds of these songs, and she uses the whole piano to play with high and low chord accompaniement and adds her own flourishes to the music (don't know if that's what it's really called).
I can just hear here playing this very song and even singing the words. I remember singing this song in church when I was little and even doing the sit down, stand up thing. We didn't go to a Baptist church, though. These songs must extend to different religions. We went to a Pentacostal church for a while and they sang songs like these. I'm not sure what other church's we went to back then, but most involved this kind of singing.
Thanks for reminding me of my mom today, and Happy New Year to all of you from me!
Karin
And so, in little Baptist kid days, we would put a second verse to
I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy
Down in my heart
Down in my heart
Down in my heart
I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy
Down in my heart
Down in my heart to stay.
I've got the wonderful love of my Blessed Redeemer
Way down in the depths of my heart
Down in the depths of my heart
Down in the depths of my heart
I've got the wonderful love of my Blessed Redeemer
Way down in the depths of my heart
Down in the depths of my heart to stay.
But there are other "real" verses.
I've got the peace that passeth understanding
Down in my heart....
That's a kind of camp-song, kids' song for Baptists and that ilk.
There's a weirder one, a different song, with stand-up, full body motions:
SO high you can't get over it
SO low you can't get under it
SO wide you can't get around it
You must go through that door.
The door is salvation, and "It" must be the entirity of existence, including
temptations and toils and trials and tribulations all those t-words.
Sandra
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I can just hear here playing this very song and even singing the words. I remember singing this song in church when I was little and even doing the sit down, stand up thing. We didn't go to a Baptist church, though. These songs must extend to different religions. We went to a Pentacostal church for a while and they sang songs like these. I'm not sure what other church's we went to back then, but most involved this kind of singing.
Thanks for reminding me of my mom today, and Happy New Year to all of you from me!
Karin
And so, in little Baptist kid days, we would put a second verse to
I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy
Down in my heart
Down in my heart
Down in my heart
I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy
Down in my heart
Down in my heart to stay.
I've got the wonderful love of my Blessed Redeemer
Way down in the depths of my heart
Down in the depths of my heart
Down in the depths of my heart
I've got the wonderful love of my Blessed Redeemer
Way down in the depths of my heart
Down in the depths of my heart to stay.
But there are other "real" verses.
I've got the peace that passeth understanding
Down in my heart....
That's a kind of camp-song, kids' song for Baptists and that ilk.
There's a weirder one, a different song, with stand-up, full body motions:
SO high you can't get over it
SO low you can't get under it
SO wide you can't get around it
You must go through that door.
The door is salvation, and "It" must be the entirity of existence, including
temptations and toils and trials and tribulations all those t-words.
Sandra
[Non-text portions of this message have been removed]
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In a message dated 12/31/01 9:00:06 AM, curtkar@... writes:
<< She must know hundreds of these songs, and she uses the whole piano to
play with high and low chord accompaniement and adds her own flourishes to
the music (don't know if that's what it's really called). >>
I don't know either, but it's a traditional by-ear hymn accompaniment style.
My mom could do it a bit. My friend Dave McPherson, who's in his 60's and
whose dad was a preacher in Texas can do it really well.
-=- We didn't go to a Baptist church, though. These songs must extend to
different religions. We went to a Pentacostal church -=-
Pentacostal, Nazarene, Church of Christ (without the piano), probably.
Some Methodists.
Sandra
<< She must know hundreds of these songs, and she uses the whole piano to
play with high and low chord accompaniement and adds her own flourishes to
the music (don't know if that's what it's really called). >>
I don't know either, but it's a traditional by-ear hymn accompaniment style.
My mom could do it a bit. My friend Dave McPherson, who's in his 60's and
whose dad was a preacher in Texas can do it really well.
-=- We didn't go to a Baptist church, though. These songs must extend to
different religions. We went to a Pentacostal church -=-
Pentacostal, Nazarene, Church of Christ (without the piano), probably.
Some Methodists.
Sandra
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>>But there are other "real" verses.I've got the peace that passeth understanding
>
Down in my heart....>>
We used to sing this, too, in Lutheran church. This was my favorite verse.
It always felt kind like a tongue twister.
>>There's a weirder one, a different song, with stand-up, full body motions:SO high you can't get over it
SO low you can't get under it
SO wide you can't get around it
You must go through that door.>>
There is no door. ;-)
Yup. We did this one too. Although for the life of me (and for some fundies,
I'm sure it is costing the eternal life of me) I can't remember the rest of
it.
~Mary
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> -=- We didn't go to a Baptist church, though. These songs must extend toHeck, we were Presbyterian, and I learned 'em. But these weren't Sunday Morning
> different religions. We went to a Pentacostal church -=-
>
> Pentacostal, Nazarene, Church of Christ (without the piano), probably.
> Some Methodists.
songs, more like Vacation Bible School or Bible Study music.
:-) Diane
Sharon Rudd
> >>There's a weirder one, a different song, withOh! Rock of my Soul!!!
> stand-up, full body motions:
>
> SO high you can't get over it
> SO low you can't get under it
> SO wide you can't get around it
> You must go through that door.>>
>
> There is no door. ;-)
>
> Yup. We did this one too. Although for the life of
> me (and for some fundies,
> I'm sure it is costing the eternal life of me) I
> can't remember the rest of
> it.
>
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>Oh yeah! In the bosom of Abraham. Right?
>>Oh! Rock of my Soul!!!>>
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In a message dated 1/1/02 8:53:14 AM, bearspawprint@... writes:
<< Oh! Rock of my Soul!!! >>
Oh yeah!
Rock o my soul in the bosom of Abraham...
<< Oh! Rock of my Soul!!! >>
Oh yeah!
Rock o my soul in the bosom of Abraham...