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I HEAR A HEARTBEAT

Gospel Cassette # 249
I HEAR A HEARTBEAT
I Hear A Heartbeat / Me Myself & I / The Best Is Yet To Come / Come Again Jesus Blues / Listen To The Drums / Jesus True Angel / The Tree Of Life / Jesus I Do / The World Goes Round / The Harvest Sickle


I HEAR A HEARTBEAT
By Martha Miranda 1993

I hear a heart beating
Beating in the heavens
I feel a heart beating
Beating in the heavens
I touch a tiny hand
And I see it coming down
With an endless angel band
And a glorious sound

I hear a heart beating
Beating in the Lamb
So faint, so strong, yet I feel it
It's coming closer like a beating drum
Sounding in my ears
O come little Child, little Child come

I hear a heart beating in the heavens
It looks like a Lamb that's just been slain
I see a heart beating inside the Lamb
He isn't slain. He's just being born again

I hear the Father saying to the Son
It is time, it is time
To put an ending to all things
I hear the Son saying to the Father
It is time for Me to go down
And bring the children home

I hear His heart beat
Beating in the heavens
I feel His heart beat
Beating in the heavens
I touch a tiny hand
And I see it coming down
With an endless angel band
And a glorious sound

I hear a heart beat, beating in the heavens
It looks like a Lamb that's just been slain
I see a heart beating inside the Lamb
He isn't slain. He's just being born again

I hear a heart beat
Beating in the heavens
I feel a heart beat
Beating in the heavens
I touch a tiny hand
And I see it coming down
With an endless angel band
And a glorious sound

I hear a heart beat
Beating in the Lamb
So faint, so strong, yet I feel it
It's coming closer like a beating drum
Sounding in my ears
O come little child, little child come
I hear a heart beat in the Lamb
I hear a heart beat in the Lamb


ME, MYSELF AND I
By Martha Miranda © 1993

My body, soul and spirit
Have to get along somehow
Sometimes they seem to be okay
Sometimes they fall apart
Sometimes they're all on top of the world
Sometimes the world's on them
But me, myself and I
Are going to make the angels sing

The angels are all watching us
And they will tell the truth
Sometimes they wish they did not see
The things they have to see
Sometimes they hurt and cry for us
Sometimes they even laugh at us
But me, myself and I
Are going to make the angels sing

I'll make the angels sing a song
A forever song for me
I'll make the angels sing a song
In perfect harmony
I'll make them sing the story
Of salvation's victory
Of me, myself and I got saved, an IMPOSSIBILITY!

My body, soul and spirit
Takes a beating every day
Sometimes it seems the mountains
Are all bigger than I
Sometimes they stand on top of me
And sometimes I stand on them
But me, myself and I
Are going to make the angels sing

I'll make the angels sing a song
A forever song for me
I'll make the angels sing a song
In perfect harmony
I'll make them sing the story
Of salvation's victory
Of me, myself and I got saved, an IMPOSSIBILITY!

Me, myself and I will make the angels sing!
Me, myself and I will make the angels sing!


THE BEST IS YET TO COME
By Martha Miranda © 1993

Is there anything more beautiful than a rose in the morning?
Is there anything more lovely than the laughter of a child?
What can compare to the silver in the hair
Of a grandmother rocking her baby?
The best is yet to come, the glory to be seen

When you look at the sun disappear in the sea
And the cool breeze sends the fragrance of the water
Dancing along the beach leaving footprints in the sand
The best is yet to come, the glory to be seen

The best is yet to come, the glory to be seen
The power to descend, the light to enter in
The best is yet to come , O lift your voices high
And proclaim the coming of the Son of GOD once again

To mend the broken hearted, to raise the living dead
To bring the Kingdom of His Father, back down again to men
The best that ever came will come once again to men
The best is yet to come, the glory to be seen

Recitation

Is there anything more beautiful than a rose in the morning?
Is there anything more lovely than the laughter of a child?
And what can compare to the silver in the hair
Of a grandmother rocking her baby
When you look at the sunset disappear in the sea
And the cool breeze sends the fragrance of the water
Dancing along the beach leaving the footprints in the sand
The best is yet to be seen
The best is yet to come
The great glory to be seen
The best is yet to come
That great power to descend
The best is yet to come
The light to enter in
O lift your voices high
And proclaim the coming of the Son of God once again
To mend the broken hearted
And to raise the living dead
To bring the Kingdom of His Father back down
Back down again unto men
The best that ever came will come again
The Alpha and the Omega He shall come again
For the best that ever came will come again
The best that ever came is yet to be seen
The best that ever came is yet to be seen
Vocal continues:
Is there anything more beautiful than the sun in the morning
Is there anything more lovely than the laughter of a child
Is there anything more beautiful than the sun in the morning
Is there anything?


COME AGAIN JESUS BLUES
By Martha Miranda © 1993

I am walkin'. I am talkin'
I am teaching. I am preaching
I am singing. I am shouting
I am watching. I am praying
I am learning every day
But it's not enough
I've got the blues

I am plowing. I am planting
I am weeding. I am waterin'
I am pruning. I am cutting
I am spraying. I am dunging
I am working every day
But it's just not enough
I've got the blues

I've got the come again someday morning
Holy Ghost JESUS blues
I've got the come again someday morning
Holy Ghost JESUS blues, got the blues
I just want to touch His hands
I just want to touch His feet
I just want to see His face
I've got the come again someday morning
Holy Ghost JESUS blues

I am working. I am sweating
In the vineyard, in the fields
Some are ready, some are not
Some fall to the ground and rot
I am crying for lost souls
It's just not enough
I’ve got the blues

I feed the hungry, clothe the naked
Visit those in prison houses
Pray for all the sick and dying
Dry the tears of children crying
I forgive my enemies
Pray for peace down on my knees
I've still got the blues

I've got the come again someday morning
Holy Ghost JESUS blues
I've got the come again someday morning
Holy Ghost JESUS blues, got the blues
I just want to touch His hands
I just want to touch His feet
I just want to see His face
I've got the come again someday morning
Holy Ghost JESUS blues
I’ve got the come again, JESUS blues
I’ve got the come again, JESUS blues . . . . . . .


LISTEN TO THE DRUMS
By Martha Miranda © 1995

Listen to the angels dancin’ on the drums
Listen to the angels dancin’ on the drums
Listen to the angels, listen to the angels
Dancin’ on the drums

Listen to the dead under the ground
Echo the sound of the drums
Listen to the dead under the ground
Echo the sound of the drums

Listen to the angels dancin’ on the drums
Listen to the angels dancin’ on the drums
Listen to the angels, listen to the angels
Dancin’ on the drums

Listen to the dead under the ground
Echo the sound of the drums
Listen to the dead under the ground
Echo the sound of the drums

Listen to the angels dancin’ on the drums
Listen to the angels dancin’ on the drums
Listen to the angels, listen to the angels
Dancin’ on the drums . . . . . . . .


JESUS, TRUE ANGEL
Music By Gerrie Petrocca © 1993
Lyrics By Martha Miranda © 1993

Angels of light (Angels of light)
Angels of light (Angels of light)
Standing in the light
Hiding in the light
Talking like the light to me
Where can I run from all the blinding light
That is running after me?

JESUS you're the light
They are keeping from me
Reveal to me your WORD
Pour your Holy Spirit down
Son of GOD, true Angel of Light

Angels of light (Angels of light)
Preaching the WORD (Preaching the WORD)
Selling pearls and baubles
Saying give to me
Saying I am the only way
Angels of light standing in the light
So bright I cannot see

JESUS, you're the light
They are keeping from me
Reveal to me your WORD
Pour your Holy Spirit down
Son of GOD, true Angel of Light
JESUS, true Angel
JESUS, true Angel
JESUS, true Angel


The TREE OF LIFE
By Sonja Peterson and Martha Miranda © 1993

The tree of life
What can be said about the tree of life?
We know that it stands
Within the very paradise of God
And who is it for
For those who've gone before?
Or is it for you?
Is it for me?

In days of old the tree of life
Was taken back by God
It was guarded by a flaming sword
Guarded by the very word of God
But Father Shallum has brought the living tree
Back down again to men
The first seeds yielding forth
The bread of life within

The Tree of Life begotten by the LORD
Has been promised
To those who are looking for Him
And for His new Name
We know that the tree
She stands in the Holy City
The new Jerusalem that's coming down
Coming down, coming down from God

She stands in the Holy City
Giving forth Her daily bread
And hidden in Her branches
Within Her fruit is immortality
And Her leaves of the tree
Are for the healing of all nations
And there is no more curse in Her
The living tree is given to all men

The LAMB shall be there in the City
With His Holy FATHER
We shall serve Him
And we shall see Him face to face
What can compare to this holy healing stream
Of truth coming down that brings the victory?
All glory to the Living Tree
All glory to the Living Word

What profit is it
If we should gain the whole wide world
And lose our own soul
And then despise the Living Tree, the Living Word?
O Lord lift us up high into the Tree of Life
And wrap us up tight
Within Her holy branches
Her holy seeds to become


JESUS, I DO
By Martha Miranda © 1993

There is an empty place inside that only He can fill
He went away from us when we disobeyed His will
He came down, but we slayed Him
On a cross, on a lonely hill
We despised His very name
And hated Him with shame
O, come and marry her
Come and marry your waiting Bride

Do you take this JESUS?
Say I do
Yes, I take this JESUS
To be your everlasting One?
Say I do
Yes, I take this JESUS
To honour and to cherish
To love and to obey
Being faithful unto Him, forever
Do you take this JESUS now?
Say I do

The Bride has prepared Herself to receive the Holy Groom
The Tree of Life is blooming with the fragrance of the Bride's bouquet
The Bride's wedding gown is ready
Her train is trailing near and far
Her maidens have all come
All her jewels are in place, come and marry her
Come and marry your waiting Bride

Do you take this JESUS?
Say, I do
Yes, I take this JESUS
To be your everlasting One?
Say, I do
Yes, I take this JESUS
To honour and to cherish?
To honour and to cherish
To love and to obey?
To love and to obey
Being faithful unto Him?
Being faithful unto Him
Forever? Forever!
Do you take this JESUS now?
Say, I do
Take this JESUS now
Say I do . . . . . . . . . . . .


THE WORLD GOES ROUND
By Martha Miranda © 1993

The world is going round and round
Going round and round
The world is going round and around
Every time the earth turns around
Some are born and many die

Some don’t make it from the womb
As the earth turns round
Some do not utter a sound
Some women say they have the right
To give a life or to take it

The world is going round and round
Round and around
The world is going round and around
Every time the earth turns around
Sin is found by foolish virgins

Some don’t make it home at night
Some are caught in a snare
By the evil hands of men
Some are never even found
But cut up and hidden in the ground

The world is going round and round
Round and around
The world is going round and around
Every time the earth turns around
Her turns are counting down

Some day soon the earth will stop
And give up her dead
There’ll be no more turning around
O why do all the heathen rage
Is the question at the end
Of the turning around

Be wise now men
Be wise now men
Serve the LORD with fear
Kiss the Son lest He be angry
And ye perish from the way
Be wise now Kings
Be wise now Judges
Fear the LORD and tremble
Kiss the Son lest He be angry
While the world turns, turns, turns

Be wise now men
Be wise now men
Serve the LORD with fear
Kiss the Son lest He be angry
And ye perish from the way
Be wise now Kings
Be wise now Judges
Fear the LORD and tremble
Kiss the Son lest He be angry
While the world turns, turns, turns

The world is going round and round
Going round and round
The world is going round and round
But it’s gonna’ stop
The world is going round and round and round
But it’s gonna’ stop
The world is going round and round and round
But it’s gonna’ stop
Gonna’ stop, it’s gonna’ stop
Gonna’ stop, it’s gonna’ stop . . . . . . . . . .


THE HARVEST SICKLE
By Martha Miranda © 1993

The harvest sickle is cutting down
Every tree to the ground
Every single apple tree is coming down
All the way down
All the apples green or ripe
Will be gathered on the left and right
The harvest sickle is swinging wide His blade

We've got a lot to do, get to it
Don't you just stand around
We've got a lot to do, just do it
The harvest is falling to the ground
They're gonna' get crushed
They're gonna' get broken
They're gonna' get lost in the cut of the sickle
Every tree is coming down
Every tree is coming down
Don't let one little apple hit the ground

Don't you see the apples
Filling up the baskets, left and right?
Don't you see the biggest trees
Being cut to the ground, all the way down?
Don't you feel the gnashing of the teeth?
Don't you hear the wailing in the ears?
Don't you see all the apples falling all around?

We've got a lot to do, get to it
Don't you just stand around
We've got a lot to do, just do it
The harvest is falling to the ground
They're gonna' get crushed
They're gonna' get broken
They're gonna' get lost in the cut of the sickle
Every tree is coming down
Every tree is coming down
Don't let one little apple hit the ground

The harvest sickle is cutting down
Every tree to the ground
The harvest sickle is cutting down
Every tree to the ground
They're gonna' get crushed
They're gonna' get broken
They're gonna' get lost in the cut of the sickle
Every tree is coming down
Every tree is coming down
Don't let one little apple hit the ground
Every tree is coming down
Every tree is coming down
Don't let one little apple hit the ground

From Cassette Tape I HEAR A HEARTBEAT (SM 249)

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I HEAR A HEARTBEAT