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If the world from you withold(s) of its silver and its gold,
And you have to get along with meager fare,
Just remember in His Word how He feeds the little bird
Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there.


Leave it there, leave it there,
Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there.
If you’ll trust and never doubt, He will surely bring you out,
Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there.

If your body suffers pain and your health you can’t regain,
And your soul is almost sinking in despair;
Jesus knows the pain you feel, He can save and He can heal
Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there.


If enemies assail and your heart begins to fail,
Don’t forget that God in heaven answers prayer;
He will make a way for you and will safely lead you through-
Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there.


When your youthful days are gone and old age is stealing on,
And your body bends beneath the weight of care,
He will never leave you then, He’ll go with you ’til the end-
Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there.

1916© Music and Lyrics by Charles Albert Tindley

b. Near Berlin, Md Jul 7, 1851
† Philadelphia, PA Jul 26, 1933

 Tindley is known as one of the founding fathers of American Gospel music. Charles’s father was a slave, but his mother was a free woman. Thus, he was born free. He taught him­self to read and write at age 17. He was a driven young man, working as a janitor while attending night school, and earning his divinity degree through a correspondence course. In 1902, he became pastor of the Calvary Methodist Episcopal Church in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, the church where he had earlier been the janitor. At the time of Tindley’s death, his church had 12,500 members. The Tindley Temple United Methodist Church in Philadelphia was named after him. Tindley’s “I’ll Overcome Some Day” was the basis for the American civil rights anthem “We Shall Overcome,” popularized in the 1960’s.

Sara Watkins and Emmy Lou Harris with Garrison Keillor singing Take Your Burden to the Lord and Leave It There……MOVE THE CURSOR TO  27 MINUTES…

And here is a nice jazz version of the song:

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I know this now. Every man gives his life for what he believes. Every woman gives her life for what she believes. Sometimes people believe in little or nothing yet they give their lives to that little or nothing. One life is all we have and we live it as we believe in living it. And then it is gone. But to sacrifice what you are and live without belief, that's more terrible than dying.--

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March 2012



On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.

And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets in to you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green,
and azure blue
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.

John O'Donohue, Echoes of Memory