Lyrics to “You Gotta Move”

You gotta move
“You gotta move
You gotta move, child
You gotta move
Oh, when the Lord gets ready
You gotta move
You may be high
You may be low
You may be rich, child
You may be poor
But when the Lord gets ready
You gotta move
You see that woman
Who walks the street
You see that police
Upon his beat
But then the Lord gets ready
You gotta move
You gotta move”

Excerpt from “The Wisdom of the Desert Sayings from the Desert Fathers of the Fourth Century”, Thomas Merton, New Directions Paperbook, 1970, p.28
“…So this is the monk’s life –not to walk in agreement with an unjust man, nor to look with his eyes upon evil, nor to go about being curious, and neither to examin nor to listen to the business of others. Not to take anything with his hands, but rather to give to others. Not to be proud in his heart, nor to malign others in his thoughts. Not to fill his stomach, but in all things to behave with discretion. Behold, in all this you have the monk.”

“Spirit Holy”

Hymn by Charles W. Naylor, 1918

  1. Spirit holy in me dwelling,
    Ever work as Thou shalt choose;
    All my ransomed pow’rs and talents
    For Thy purpose Thou shalt use.
  • Refrain:
    Spirit holy, Spirit holy,
    All my being now possess;
    Lead me, rule me, work within me,
    Through my life Thy will express.
  • Oh, how sweet is Thy abiding!
    Oh, how tender is the love
    Thou dost shed abroad within me
    From the Father-heart above!
  • Thou hast cleansed me for Thy temple,
    Garnished with Thy graces rare;
    All my soul Thou art enriching
    By Thy fullness dwelling there.
  • In me now reveal Thy glory,
    Let Thy might be ever shown;
    Keep me from the world’s defilement,
    Sacred for Thyself alone.’
Henry David Thoreau
“I had three pieces of limestone on my desk, but I was terrified to find that they required to be dusted daily, when the furniture of my mind was all undusted still, and I threw them out the window in disgust.”
Walden, pp 33-34, Time Incorporated, 1962

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