We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.
h/t to John Aravosis at Americablog, who says: "The video itself is okay, but the song is great. Stacy Beyer, the singer/songwriter has a beautiful voice. Nice lyrics too."
Update:
Now, addressing the liturgical season, here is a snippet of sine nomine. I would put up something longer because it is one of my favorite hymns but all the choirs and congregations singing to an organ that I find on YouTube sound, to my ears, more like dirges. This is uptempo, the way I like it (and most of my hymns, for that matter).
Here is a litany of the saints in Setswana from a first profession of Sisters of Christ the King in Botswana.
It's the knowledge that people are going through tough times.
That people go hungry who shouldn't have to.
That people are afraid of love.
That folks are bombed into eternity.
That people plot the death or destruction of others.
That lies are brazenly told in public.
That some people believe them.
That so many people are driven to hatred by their fears.
That power brokers - political, religious, corporate - struggle for control while regular folk suffer and die because of the tussles of the mighty.
That we continue to ravage the Earth.
That people do not know that love is possible or that they are precious.
That we are shipping our young women and men off knowing that some of them will return in flag-draped coffins.
That the world can still be so beautiful.
I have broken into tears three times already, once at work talking about our troops.
Once listening - for the third or fourth time - to a video I will repost soon.
Once listening to this.
John Aravosis at Americablog posted it today noting that he watched again and it still makes him cry. I have posted it before and it clearly gets to me too.
Just thinking about train whistles in the night is enough to set me off.
May you have the gift of tears to wash your soul, to water your hopes, to keep your heart tender.
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