Barbee The pure tenor quality of the voice Of Harold Montgomery gives a special interpretation To the grand old hymn, "The Old Rugged Cross" Chill bumps
? What's the news? O my bold Shelmalier, With your long-barrelled gun, of the sea? Say, what wind from the sun blows his messenger here With a hymn
Oh listen them cry So they cry for the dreaming queen From far atop the mountain While their evil hymns Are sung to sadly mourn With an echo 'cross
[Music-Hubbard, Laskowski/Lyrics-Hubbard, Orne] The narcotic priest vows vengeance Upon the righteous, with chalice held high Crushed by the cross
news? What's the news? O my bold Shelmalier, With your long-barrelled gun, of the sea? Say, what wind from the sun blows his messenger here With a hymn
innocent or insolent 14 hymns for the heathen Fourth hymn, the passion of the Chaplain Fifth hymn, the brute kiss of Judas Sixth hymn, Sodom falls to ashes Seventh hymn
And now we proudly present Songs perverse and songs of lament A couple hymns of confession And songs that recognize our sick obsessions Sing along I'm
we'd stuck together on down that line But there was one or two points over which we just had to dee-bate Like takin'-your-clothes-off-an'-hangin'-from-a-cross
a hymn Out on the desert now I?m feeling lost The bonnet wears a wire albatross Monster ballads and the stations of the cross Sighing just a little
blood, He is god, he is god) Millions of bodies lying on sand I have slaughtered and impaled them Hear the hymn now crossing the skies Satan is lord
spied a young cowboy dressed up in white linen Dressed up in white linen as cold as the clay He was a young cowboy in search of a homeland He rode 'cross
mister spawn a new breed of love-hungry pilgrims (no bodies to feed). Show me a good man. I'll show you the door. The last hymn is sung and the devil
Leviticus Love the sinner, hate the sin, created in his image Abomination, abomination, abomination, abomination Bare the cross, bare the cross, bare the cross
a thrill Keeps you hardy and healthier still Take a partner if you dare Everyone is bursting with emotion Dancing as we cross the mighty ocean Moing
blood unlocks the light Hymn of the damned! The fire burns the cries Realm of the dead! Welcome mortality My temple, unholy, the altar made of plagues Your crosses
I'm to find God and be saved I need a hymn for a new age We need a hymn for a new age Each man build your own cross For every soul that's ever been
Along the river of bloody tears the mighty steel shining in my hands we march and honor our brothers victims of Kron's evil plan We cross the lakes of
, yeah Jesus is the rock and He rolled my blues away I ain't knockin' the hymns, just give me a song that has a beat I ain't knockin' the hymns but give