My hearing is failing to the degree that I cannot make out any words in this type of musical rendition without subtitles. The cacophony of voices and accompaniment is too much, almost painful. It is just gibberish to me (and I know it's not Latin!). Getting old is no fun.
No, it's not fun getting old; like riding along in a rusty, rattling old truck that the parts keep falling off of - only you *are* the truck. Ha.
My hearing is okay (knock wood) but I can't make out the words in these choral recordings, either, if it's an unfamiliar tune. The attraction for me is the purity of the young voices, a sort of angelic quality. The lyrics are at the Wikipedia link if you care to read them.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, harmony; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy. Grant that I may seek not so much to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen.
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Churches say that the expression of love in a heterosexual monogamous relationship includes the physical, the touching, embracing, kissing, the genital act - the totality of our love makes each of us grow to become increasingly godlike and compassionate. If this is so for the heterosexual, what earthly reason have we to say that it is not the case with the homosexual?
It is a perversion if you say to me that a person chooses to be homosexual. You must be crazy to choose a way of life that exposes you to a kind of hatred. It's like saying you choose to be black in a race-infected society.
If God, as they say, is homophobic, I wouldn't worship that God.
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My hearing is failing to the degree that I cannot make out any words in this type of musical rendition without subtitles. The cacophony of voices and accompaniment is too much, almost painful. It is just gibberish to me (and I know it's not Latin!). Getting old is no fun.
No, it's not fun getting old; like riding along in a rusty, rattling old truck that the parts keep falling off of - only you *are* the truck. Ha.
My hearing is okay (knock wood) but I can't make out the words in these choral recordings, either, if it's an unfamiliar tune. The attraction for me is the purity of the young voices, a sort of angelic quality. The lyrics are at the Wikipedia link if you care to read them.
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