Songs from Jacob's Well Vol. III: Songs For The Advent Conspiracy

by Mike Crawford and His Secret Siblings

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The woman at Jacob’s well or when did we see You thirsty? by mc A man comes to me He asks for a drink Asks it of me How could this be? He knows I’m unclean And where would I draw? This well is too deep My reach is too short It’s too short to reach The water beneath Perhaps I’ll just leave Then He says to me The water you seek The water I bring They’re two different things I want you to see I want you to drink Deep of me Then turning to me He says “Would you think Of times in your life When I’ve asked before?” I asked for a drink Or asked to be clothed Or asked to be heard Or asked to be loved Or asked for some food Or asked to be warmed Or asked to be healed But you turned away Because I was poor Because I was weak Because of the germs Because of the stink You didn’t have time You had things to do And people to see And meetings to make And emails to write And parties to plan And presents to buy But nothing for me The songs that you sing The prayers that you pray The worship you bring Seem so empty to me The water you seek The water I bring They’re two different things I want you to see I want you to drink To drink deep of me The water you seek The water I bring They’re two different things I want you to see I want you to drink To drink deep of me Please bring water Please bring water to me I want to drink I want to see I want to sing this water Drink this water in deep I want to be I want to drink And then believe This water Please bring water to me Jesus comes tired He asks for a drink Asks it of me How could this be? He knows I’m unclean And where would I draw? This well is too deep My reach is too short It’s too short to reach The water beneath I can’t even speak Then He said to me The water you seek Is the water I bring When you’re looking for me In the least one of these I AM he With whom you speak
Lift Up Your Heads, You Mighty Gates Words: George Weissel, Music/arrangement: Mike Crawford Fling wide the portals of your heart Make it a temple, set apart From earthly use for heaven’s employ Adorned with prayer and love and joy Unbar the gate, fling wide the door, Your heart to God's design restore. Adorn its walls with all things right, With peace and love and joy and light. Lift up your heads, you mighty gates Behold, the King of glory waits The King of kings is drawing near The Saviour of the world is here! Redeemer come, with us abide Our hearts to You we open wide Let us your inner presence feel Your grace and love in us reveal Your Holy Spirit lead us on Until our glorious goal is won Eternal praise, eternal fame Be offered, Jesus, to Your name
O Come, O Come Emmanuel O come, O come, Emmanuel And ransom captive Israel That mourns in lonely exile here Until the Son of God appear Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee O Israel O come, Thou Dayspring, come and cheer Our spirits by Thine advent here And drive away the shades of night And pierce the clouds and bring us light O come, Desire of nations, bind All people in one heart and mind Bid envy strife and quarrels cease Fill all the world with heaven's peace
The Dawn Will Break Upon Us by mc Jan 1st, 2010 God raised up a horn Our salvation born Down from the line of kings Who prophets spoke and angels sing He came to save from certain death To shine His light - His name our breath To break the bonds that hold us back So we might give where others lack Unto us a child is born To us a son is given Dawn breaks on frozen hearts Darkness fades the world restarts From the warmth of that sun Ice will melt – healing comes And all the walls that we built Dams torn down - the water spills From our eyes and from our hearts Overflows to every part Unto us a child is born To us a son is given And He will be the hope of all And He will reign forever And of His peace will be no end And of His grace will be no end And of His love will be no end And we will all be called His friends Unto us a child is born To us a son is given
In The Bleak Midwinter Words: Christina Rossetti, 1872 Music: Cranham In the bleak mid winter, stormy winds made moan, earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow on snow, in the bleak mid winter, long long ago. Angels and arch angels may have gathered there cherubim and seraphim thronged in the air; but his mother only, in her maiden bliss, worshiped the be loved worshiped with a kiss. What can I give him, poor as I am? If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb; if I were a wise man, I would do my part; yet what can I give him give I my heart.
There’s a Voice in the Wilderness Crying There’s a voice in the wilderness crying, A call from the ways untrod: Prepare in the desert a highway, A highway for our God! The valleys shall be exalted, The lofty hills brought low; Make straight all the crooked places, Where the Lord our God may go! O Zion, that brings good tidings, Get thee up to the heights and sing! Proclaim to a desolate people The coming of their King. Like the flowers of the field they perish, The works of all decay, The power and pomp of every nation Shall pass like a dream away. But the word of our God endureth, The arm of the Lord is strong; He stands in the midst of nations, And He will right every wrong. He shall feed His flock like a shepherd, And fold the lambs to His breast; In the pastures of peace He will lead them, And give to the weary rest. And give to the weary rest.
Wake Up by Lori Chaffer the sun, the moon the stars all began to swoon before today the world wasn’t quite right cause the darkness had a deep appetite you could not see humanity breath a sigh that all would be well cause sometimes in the muck you can’t tell ---------- wake up wake up wake up baby we’re all banking on you being a mystery we’ll probably try to tame you like we try to tame the sea crazy ----------- and so they came maybe they knew they were partly to blame for all the loneliness and suffering cause they never quite could keep themselves clean then they found a little baby who just made baby sounds only a wise guy could see it would take the innocent to set us free
Ring Out, Oh Bells by The Shomees Ring out, oh bells Into the night Into the streams of quiet light Into the slowly sleeping town Into the sea, into the sound Ring out and find The Christ Child lay Loosely wrapped in dark estate By birth and blood and love impart A peace to every human heart Arise! Awake! A welcome sight For peace and love have come this night Ring out and tell a Life to come Ring out and bring the Saving One Ring out, oh bells To dearly oppressed Lend your voice and give us rest While pain and hatred come undone Our souls will rise, salvation come Arise! Awake! All people blessed To find the King in humbleness Ring out and tell a Life to come Ring out and praise the Saving One Ring out, oh bells Drown out the wars Sing love to those who trust the sword Sing peace when we crave violence Sing hope where we have given in Arise! Awake! All people blessed To find the King in humbleness Ring out and tell a Life to come Ring out and praise the Saving One
O Holy Night O holy night, the stars are brightly shining It is the night of our dear Saviour's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices For yonder breaks, a new and glorious morn Fall on your knees, oh hear the angel voices O night divine O night when Christ was born O night divine, O night, O night divine Truly He taught us to love one another His law is love, and His gospel is peace Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother And in His name all oppression shall cease Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we Let all within us praise His holy name Christ is the Lord, O praise His name for ever O night divine O night when Christ was born O night divine , O night, O night divine O night divine , O night, O night divine
SILENT NIGHT Silent night, holy night All is calm, All is bright Round yon Vir - gin, Mother and Child Holy Infant so Tender and mild, Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace. Silent night, holy night Shepherds quake at the sight, Glories stream from heaven afar, Heavenly hosts sing Alleleu- lia Christ the Saviour is born! Christ the Saviour is born. Silent night, holy night Son of God, love's pure light Radiant beams from Thy holy face with the dawn of redeeming grace, Jesus Lord at thy birth, Jesus Lord at thy birth.


the second offering of music flowing from the musical worshiping community of Jacob's Well Church in Kansas City...100% of the proceeds from this album will go to our Advent Conspiracy Fund, which is helping to bring fresh water, medical and educational aid to Western Kenya and a people called the Pokot...please give as much as you can afford to help our efforts there!


released October 12, 2010

Mike Crawford and his Secret Siblings present:
Songs from Jacob's Well
Volume III

Songs for the Advent Conspiracy

more subversive symphonies and some seasonal folk melodies sure to aide those waiting for the coming Christmas Light!

Produced, Engineered & Mixed by Mike Crawford
Assistant Engineers:
Tim Bridgham, Aaron Clark, William Pollock
Recorded & Mixed at The Impossible Box
August 2009 – July 2010

Mastered by Alan Douches at West West Side Mastering

Illustrations by Samantha Lewis
Layout & Design by Nate & Samantha Lewis
Art Direction by Jannele Mastin
Hand Lettering by Jim Langford

String Arrangements by Joanna Perry & Mike Crawford
Horn Arrangements by Matt Fillingham & Roger Strong
Woodwind Arrangements by Rebecca & Matt Fillingham

For a few years now, Jacob’s Well has participated in the Advent Conspiracy. We ask our congregation to take half of the money they would normally spend on Christmas presents and pool it together so that we might then, as a community, give a substantial gift to people in need. With this offering, we have given fresh water wells to the Pokot people in Western Kenya. This has provided an increasingly stable environment for people suffering through almost constant drought. In addition, we are working in relationship with City Harvest Church in Nairobi to meet the Pokot with a true ministry of presence. The fresh water wells have earned their pastor, Edward Simiyu, the privilege of going into this distinctly violent culture with the good news of the Gospel. We believe this Gospel is not an either-or between spiritual good news and physical good news. We believe the Gospel to be both of these things -- the physical water sustains life and good health and the spiritual water nurtures a newness of hope in people’s lives. While it seems we are only bringing water to certain people, in reality we are ultimately bringing it to Jesus; after all, when we say “Lord, when did we ever see you hungry and feed you? Or thirsty and give you something to drink? Or a stranger and show you hospitality? Or naked and give you clothing? When did we ever see you sick or in prison and visit you?”
In reply, the King will say, “I tell you the truth, when you did it to one of the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were doing it to me!”

This year, we wanted to join with the people of Jacob’s Well and create a beautiful record that would benefit the work of God’s Kingdom – both locally and internationally. Thank you for purchasing our little project and for helping to give the gift of the Water of Life (in both senses of the word) to people desperately in need of it…and thanks be to God, through whom & for whom this is all created…may His Kingdom come…Sola Gloria Deo!

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