Living in the Promiseland

[Thoughts inspired by Willie Nelson’s “Living in the Promiseland” (music and lyrics follow my thoughts).]

Oh, how God must be so proud of us.

We claim to be a “Christian county,” and we act like anything but. “What does God require of us? To live justly, to show mercy, to walk humbly before God.” Micah 6:8

“When a foreigner resides among you in your land, do not mistreat them. 34 The foreigner residing among you must be treated as your native-born. Love them as yourself, for you were [once, ed.] foreigners.” Leviticus 19:33-34

“Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore, Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” The Statue of Liberty | “The New Colussus” by American poet, Emma Lazarus.

“ Give us your tired and weak and we will make them strong Bring us your foreign songs and we will sing along Leave us your broken dreams we’ll give them to mend There’s still a lot of love living in the promiseland” Lyrics by Willie Nelson.

 
 

The lyrics of “Living in the Promiseland”
 

Give us your tired and weak and we will make them strong
Bring us your foreign songs and we will sing along
Leave us your broken dreams we’ll give them to mend
There’s still a lot of love living in the promiseland

Living in the promiseland Our dreams are made of steel Living in the promiseland
Our dreams are made of steel The prayer of every man is to know how freedom feels
There is a winding road across the shifting sand
And room for everyone living in the promiseland

So they came from a distant isle
Nameless woman, faitheless child like a bad dream
Until there was no room at all
No place to run and no place to fall
Give us our daily bread
We have no shoes to wear
No place to call our home
Only this cross to bear
We are the multitudes
Lend us a helping hand
Is there no love anymore
Living in the promiseland

Living in the promiseland
Our dreams are made of steel
The prayer of every man is to know how freedom feels
There is a winding road across the shifting sand
And room for everyone living in the promiseland

[Words and music by David Lynn Jones, recorded by Willie Nelson. Released February 1986.]

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