Sermon (Wide Angle Suite)

This arrangement of Sermon pays homage to Kill City (Wider Angle Mix) by Hybrid.

Listen to Sermon by Richard Charles Stevens (Wide Angle Suite)

On the path of the righteous
I lie down in green pastures
Reflect the still waters
Restoring my soul
.

Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil
Irredeemable through valiant breath
I see no evil
Lethal to undying life I have left
I hear no evil
Less than heedful of the time I have spent
.
Have climbed the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left
Felt far more peaceful in the middle ground whereby I was blessed
Far less upheaval as I found the sight the blight had undressed
Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death
.
I offer my heart
To the music of chance
Its beat fits and starts
Yet is swift to remark
On the avant-garde rhythm which sets it apart
The endings arisen to freshen next start
I offer my heart
To the music of chance
From first pirouette to last dance
.
Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil
Unappeasable through silenced regret
I see no evil
Equal to the great desire I have left
I hear no evil
Deemed deceitful to the time I have spent
.
My eyes are deedful as they prize the line of sight to address
My blindness needful to remind me of the time that I leapt
To climb the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left
And guide my people through the valley of the shadow of death
.
On the path of the righteous
I lie down in green pastures
Reflect the still waters
Restoring my soul
.
On the path of the righteous
I lie down in green pastures
Reflect the still waters
Restoring my soul
.

I offer my heart
To the music of chance
Its beat slowed to start
Yet was swift to remark
On a trip through the stars
Now it grows with each dance
Bids twinning repose
To all precious things darned
Into cloak beneath which
Its chosen beat calms
To compose a sweet tune
(To compose a sweet tune)
From the music of chance
(From the music of chance)
.

Do please view this as art
For it bears all the marks
Cares to speak only truth
Dares to bleed deepest psalm
Shares to feed lonely roots
Chairs seated seeds charmed
Thus declaring in bloom
Each renewed healing part
I offer my art
As a reason to muse
On the seasons enthused as they jubilantly pass
From first pirouette to exclusive last dance
Well attuned to the music of chance
.
Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil
See no evil
Hear no evil unless
I rise its equal
Prize the sequel
Plant the easel and sketch
My art primeval
Heart designed with flighted eagle on crest
The skies are regal and I’m high as I delight their caress
No less than heedful of elaborated time I have spent
Arise the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left
Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death
.
The skies are regal and I’m high as I delight their caress
No less than heedful of elaborated time I have spent
Arise the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left
Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death
My eyes are deedful as they prize the line of sight to address
My blindness needful to remind me of the time that I leapt
To climb the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left
And guide my people through the valley of the shadow of death

On the path of the righteous
I lie down in green pastures
Reflect the still waters
Restoring my soul
.
On the path of the righteous
I lie down in green pastures
Reflect the still waters
Restoring my soul
.

Please do view this as all of me
Feel free to call on me
Each time that life needs to dress up less ordinary
Cautionary measures
Only singe the wing feathers
At expense of keen pleasure
Hence the lessen of treasure
Should a feather of forever
Seek relish led endeavour
Nevermore again these tethers
From deep pains gain be severed
.

I offer my heart
To the music of chance
From first pirouette to last dance
.

On the path of the righteous
I lie down in green pastures
Reflect the still waters
Restoring my soul
.