It Was a Very Good Year

How Old Am I ?

How old am I?, I'm old enough to know
The difference between infatuation
And a love that has a chance to grow

How old am I?, I'm not too old to hear
The sweet ring of truth and understanding
When the words "I love you" reach my ear

Don't mind these lines beneath my eyes, they're well-earned souvenirs
Of a thousand nights of laughter and occasional tears
And I hope you won't be jealous of the silver in my hair
It took many lover's quarrels to put it there

How old am I?, you kiss me and I'm young
Love's a road never traveled, life's a song I've never sung
If I make you happy today, I'm the perfect age
As for tomorrow turn the page

Ticket to Ride

Hari ini kita ber nostalgia dulu dengan musik 60an dari the Fab Four.

Glory, glory, Hallelujah !

Father, Forgive Us

Mezbah Ampunan (Table of Grace)

Hear the good news, you’ve been invited
No matter what others may say,
Your darkest sins will be forgiven
And you will always have a place.

So come you weak, and heavy hearted
Don’t try to hide your earthly scars.
And in His eyes, we all are equal
Don’t be afraid, come as you are.

At the table of grace the cup’s never empty.
The plate’s always full, and it’s never too late.
To come and be filled with love never ending
You’re always welcome at the table of grace.
(Instrumental break)

So let the first become the last
And let the poor put kings to shame.
Their willing hearts will be their treasure
By the power of Jesus’ name!

At the table of grace the cup’s never empty
The plate’s always full, and it’s never too late!
To come and be filled with love never ending
You’re always welcome at the table of grace

To come and be filled with love never ending:
You’re always welcome, You’re always welcome
You’re always welcome at the table of grace.

Carry Me

Bawa ku, ya, Bapa, diatas sayap kasihMu.
Carry me, Father God, on Your strong eagle wings of love.
Raihku jagaku, di tengah badai duka, bawaku.
Thru’ the storm keep me save, thru’ the tears and all my shame, carry me. (2X)

Dunia penuh derita, Dan saat ‘ku dicoba, Tak pernah Engkau tinggalkan
This world is full of trouble, And in the night I stumble, But You never will forsake me
Dan saat ‘ku terjatuh, Kau dengar suaraku, Kau disana menolongku.
You see me when I fall, You hear before I call, And You’re always there to save me.

Bawa ku, ya, Bapa, diatas sayap kasihMu.
Carry me, Father God, on Your strong eagle wings of love.
Raihku jagaku, di tengah badai duka, bawaku.
Thru’ the storm keep me save, thru’ the tears and all my shame, carry me.

Setiap jam, ya Tuhan, Dikau kuperlukan.
I need Thee, O I need Thee ! Ev’ry hour I need The !
’Ku datang Jurus’lamat, berkatilah !
O bless me now, my Saviour; I come to Thee !

Bawa ku, ya, Bapa, diatas sayap kasihMu.
Carry me, Father God, on Your strong eagle wings of love.
Raihku jagaku, di tengah badai duka, bawaku.
Thru’ the storm keep me save, thru’ the tears and all my shame, carry me.
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Kalangan sendiri !
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How Sweet the Sound

A little bossa would be nice to get us through the weekend....

Ode to the Roger Federer

He'll be back, Tru !

He's Always Been Faithful.

Be Not Afraid !

Hey, there . .

For those of you who remember songs of the 50-60s...

Ever Faithful

Come Unto Me

Hear My Prayer

For Once in My Life

Gift

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Always Something Sings

Let me go where I will
I hear a sky-born music still
It sounds from all things old
It sounds from all things young

From all that’s fair
From all that’s foul
Peals out a cheerful song

It is not only in the rose
It is not only in the bird
Not only where the rainbow glows
Nor in the song of woman heard
But in the darkest, meanest things

There always, always something sings
Always something sings
Always, always something sings

'Tis not in the high stars alone
Nor in the cups of budding flowers
Nor in the redbreast's mellow tone
Nor in the bow that smiles in showers

But in the mud and scum of things
There always, always something sings

There always something sings
Something sings

How Sweet the Sound

Healing Grace