THE RIDE TO BETHLEHEM
1. As we rode down to Bethlehem along the country track, The sweat was on our faces and the flies were on our back; The heat was simmering round us upon the burning sand. But Mary still remembered the day it all began.
“Don’t be scared, “the angel said, “Don’t be scared at all.
The one who is inside of you
will never let you fall.”
2. As we rode down to Bethlehem they watched us as we passed: The dingoes and the bandicoots, the pink and white galahs. They watched us winding slowly beneath the scorching sun. But Joseph still remembered the day it was begun.
3. As we rode down to Bethlehem, we wondered how we’d fare;
For Mary’s child was coming, and we were miles from anywhere. Then came the sight we’d longed for, when the sun was in the west: the little town of Bethlehem inviting us to rest.
Norman Habel & Robin Mann © 1981
2021 - Where do we go from here?
Breezin' along in my Japanese coupe, breezin' along with the windows down. The dog keeps sniffing the air - he's got an empty head but he's alright. We've got time to spare, time to get where, we don't know, and who cares?
And the days go fast and the nights go faster
Lord, where do we go from here?
Lord, where do you want me to be? (© Robin Mann 1972)
Some questions keep on coming, and this is one of them.
The pandemic has put a hold on so much, and while Australia is in a better position than many, uncertainty remains.
Two weeks ago I finished a song 'In the year that's coming'. It ends with:
May your love shine through us,
every day renew us,
keep on coming to us,
stay with us
in the coming year.