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Kumbayah
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Everyone knows the classic Swahili-originated song "Kumbayah," but have you every really considered the depth of that word and what it truly means when you cry out to God, "Lord, kumbayah!"
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I'm glad to use my wild array of talents to share with the global community, as well as a way of serving the Creator who gave me these talents. He deserves the
It was not until I was ten that my parents starting noticing I had any interest in music whatsoever, and it was not until 2007 that I actually picked up the hobby of musical composition and production. I have had more than enough dimensions of inspiration - my life journey, my friends, my family, and my Savior - and I know for a fact that I will never produce even a tenth of all the joyful songs I have written. I am more than glad to use the extraordinary talents that God has given me for His glory and to inspire others. I have been blessed far beyond measures of human comprehension, and the least I can do in return is give my life to the One who started it all. I am an American, to be sure . . . however, that does not mean I was born or raised in America. As a missionary kid, I have been to corners of the globe that only National Geographic has taken most of my friends. I have experienced God at work in so many different and powerful ways, and I can express only a fraction of my emotions through some of the songs that you may be listening to right now. I am no more perfect than any other human being: I have seen indescribable joy, and I have seen heart-shredding despair. But through it all, God is still mine and I am still His, and I am going to forever praise His name . . . would you care to join me?
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Genre
Rock Christian Rock
Charts
Peak #887
Peak in subgenre #57
Author
Stephen Abbott
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Stephen Abbott
Uploaded
August 23, 2009
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MP3 5.6 MB 128 kbps 6:07
Lyrics
Kumbayah, my Lord, kumbayah; Kumbayah, my Lord, kumbayah; Kumbayah, my Lord, kumbayah; Oh Lord, kumbayah. Someonea019s praying, Lord, kumbayah; Someonea019s praying, Lord, kumbayah; Someonea019s praying, Lord, kumbayah; Oh Lord, kumbayah. Someonea019s laughing, Lord, kumbayah; Someonea019s laughing, Lord, kumbayah; Someonea019s laughing, Lord, kumbayah; Oh Lord, kumbayah This world is not the same Some have joy while some have pain And as of yet our day still goes on; Whether therea019s peace and things are sane Or whether wea019re broken, bruised and stained Lord, if we dona019t think wea019ll make it to the dawn, Kumbayah! Someonea019s crying, Lord, kumbayah; Someonea019s hurting, Lord, kumbayah; Someonea019s dying, Lord, kumbayah; Oh Lord, kumbayah. I never woulda019ve ever guessed whata019s come and gone In my life on this Earth Ia019m standing on For every little thing that has happened to me I needed you close so I could see Youa019ve carried me and rescued me all the way But once again I hit a dead end and I need you today Someonea019s singing, Lord, kumbayah! Someonea019s singing, Lord, kumbayah! Someonea019s singing, Lord, kumbayah! Oh Lord, kumbayah! This world is not the same Some have joy while some have pain And as of yet our day still goes on; Sometimes therea019s peace and things are sane Yet sometimes wea019re broken, bruised and stained Lord, if we dona019t think wea019ll make it to the dawn . . . . . . kumbayah.
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