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Favorite Hymn on Good Friday

4/4/2015

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While I am cleaning, I come across bits and pieces of myself in the things that I have saved. I came across this hymn, Tu' has venido a la orilla, You have come down to the seashore,  a couple of times, and because it is Holy Week, I decided to pay attention to this. If it happens once, it may be insignificant but  two to three times, gets to be a message. 
If nothing else, I needed to recognize that it resonated; there's a reason I kept copies of this, and there's a reason I love it so much. It reminds me of these, shall I say, divine feelings I had in a church I used to attend, led by a music director there who knows the power of music to evoke those divine feelings. 

Also, it was originally written in Spanish, and there's something about Spanish that resonates in me. I had to buy it on iTunes.

Here are the lyrics:

1. Tú has venido a la orilla,
no has buscado ni a sabios ni a ricos; 
tan sólo quieres que yo te siga.

Estribillo
Señor, me has mirado a los ojos,
sonriendo has dicho mi nombre,
en la arena he dejado mi barca,
junto a ti buscaré otro mar.

Estrofas 2-4
2. Tú sabes bien lo que tengo;
en mi barca no hay oro ni espadas,
Tan sólo redes y mi trabajo.

3. Tú necesitas mis manos,
mi cansancio que a otros descanse,
Amor que quiera seguir amando.

4. Tú, pescador de otros lagos,
ansia eterna de almas que esperan,
amigo bueno, que así me llamas.

Verse 1
1. Lord, you have come to the lakeshore,
Seeking neither the wise rich nor the wealthy,
But only asking for me to follow. 

Refrain
O, Lord, You have looked into my eyes,
kindly smiling, you have called out my name;
On the sand I have abandoned my small boat.
Now with you, I will seek other seas. 

Verses 2-4
2. You know full well my possessions;
Neither treasure nor weapons for conquest,
But just these fishnets,
And will for working.

3. You need my hands, my exhaustion.
Working love for the rest of the weary,
A love that's willing
to go on loving.

4. You, who have fished other waters, 
You the longing of souls that are yearning:
As loving friend you
Have come to call me.

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Garrett Webb link
4/3/2015 08:02:04 pm

We sang this a few weeks ago at Beach Mass. Kawaihae Canoe Club is a long way to go from Kealakekua on a Saturday at 5PM. We'll be there tomorrow for Easter Vigil. It has been a blessing to know Father David who understands spiritual resonance and how to facilitate a community's experience of the same.

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