„Er singt wie der Dieb, der neben Christus gekreuzigt wurde.“

Bono von U2

 

 

Johnny Cash war keine lauwarme Seele. Da war Sucht, Drogen, Gefängnis, intensives Leben- und Gott:

 

 

„Er starb am 12. September 2003 im Alter von 71 Jahren nach einem Diabetes-Vorfall in Nashville, Tennessee. Bereits im Jahr 1997 schrieb er in seiner Autobiographie über sein Leiden an einer seltenen Variante der Parkinsonschen Krankheit: „Es ist nicht nur so, dass ich überhaupt keine Angst vor dem Tod habe. Ich habe deswegen keine einzige Minute an Schlaf verloren. Ich bin völlig im Frieden mit mir selbst und mit meinem Gott. Ich akzeptiere diese Krankheit, weil es der Wille Gottes ist; er ist es der in meinem Leben wirkt und wenn er es passend findet mich von dieser Welt hinwegzunehmen werde ich einige gute Leute wiedertreffen, die ich schon für eine ganze Weile nicht mehr gesehen habe.“ weiter

 

I studied at the feet of a master,
Gamaliel we called him, the beauty of the law,
I was born of the Tribe of Benjamin, I was a Pharisee,
And I could quote from memory the Holy Torah.

That day that the Nazarene was brought to trial,
It was on a Sabbath eve, there was a earthquake when He died,
Just another passing preacher who came up from Galilee,
Blaspheming trouble-maker, we let Him be crucified.

Then I thought that I would hear no more about him,
But his friends found his tomb empty, claimed that he rose from the dead,
Then they said he walked among them with the nail wounds in his hands,
That King upon a donkey with a thorn crown on his head.

His followers kept growing in great number,
And the one that they call Caiaphas mocked us in the judgement hall,
And with the Greek name Stephen we knew the gentiles had come in,
I cast my vote against him, he was stoned I saw him fall.

Then the friends of the Nazarene became united,
And I became enraged then led a slaughter zealously,
I found their secret places, they were beaten, they were chained,
But some of them were scattered, justified in fearing me.

Then the Man in White, appeared to me,
In such a blinding light it struck me down,
With it’s brilliance, took away my sight, then the Man in White,
In gentle loving tone spoke to me,
And I was blinded so that I might see, the Man in White

But like the wind that blows the scattered sea,
From Alexandria to Antioch their congregation grew,
I went to the high priest for letters of permission,
To go to other cities, to see my mission through.

Six days on the hot road to the masters,
And just outside the city in the middle of the day,
A great unearthly light struck and overpowered me,
Prostrate on the hot road, I was blinded were I laid.

Then I thought I heard the rushing of great water,
And a multitude of angels singing sweet and heavenly,
And through the sound of wind, came a voice so soft and kind,
Meant for only me to hear, „Saul, why do you persecute me?“

As I lay there on the ground, in my blindness,
He asked me once again, and suddenly the voice I knew,
So finally I managed, a trembling response,
Who are you Lord?, I asked him, but I already knew.

I am Jesus of Nazareth the voice answered,
Arise go to Damascus on the street called Straight will be,
A place where you will wait for my servant Ananais,
He will open up your eyes, you’ll be a witness unto me.

So now I live to serve my master,
As zealous in his service as I once was as his foe,
And keeping his commandments given on Damascus road,
I go to all the world, and I let the whole world know,

Then the Man in White, appeared to me,
In such a blinding light it struck me down,
With it’s brilliance, took away my sight, then the Man in White,
In gentle loving tone spoke to me,
And I was blinded so that I might see, the Man in White.
And I was blinded so that I might see, the Man in White.
The Man in White…

Quelle: http://lyrics.wikia.com/wiki/Johnny_Cash:Man_In_White


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There ain’t no grave gonna hold my body down
There ain’t no grave gonna hold my body down
When I hear the trumpet sound
Gonna get up outa the ground
There ain’t no grave gonna hold my body down

Well go down yonder Gabriel
Put your foot on the land and sea
But don’t you blow that trumpet until you hear from me

Well look way over yonder
See people dressed in white
I know it was God’s people I seen ’em doin right

Oh look way over Jordan
What do you think I see
I see a band of angels and they’re comin’ after me

Well I goin to the river of Jordan
Bury my knees in the sand
Gonna holler high Hosanna til I reach that promised land

Oh look way over yonder
What do you think I see
I see a band of angels and they’re comin’ after me

Well meet me Jesus meet me
Meet me in the middle of the air
And if these wings should fail me there won’t be no other pair

Quelle: http://www.bluegrasslyrics.com/song/aint-no-grave/


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