What If God Was One Of Us

Songwriters: Eric Bazilian / Eric M. Bazilian
One of Us lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
Sung by Joan Osborne

If God had a name what would it be?
And would you call it to his face?
If you were faced with Him in all His glory
What would you ask if you had just one question?

And yeah, yeah, God is great
Yeah, yeah, God is good
And yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Tryin’ to make his way home?

If God had a face what would it look like?
And would you want to see if seeing meant
That you would have to believe in things like heaven
And in Jesus and the saints, and all the prophets?

And yeah, yeah, God is great
Yeah, yeah, God is good
And yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Tryin’ to make his way home?
Just tryin’ to make his way home
Like back up to heaven all alone
Nobody callin’ on the phone
‘Cept for the Pope maybe in Rome

And yeah, yeah, God is great
Yeah, yeah, God is good
And yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Tryin’ to make his way home?
Just tryin’ to make his way home
Like a holy rolling stone
Back up to heaven all alone
Just tryin’ to make his way home
Nobody callin’ on the phone
‘Cept for the Pope maybe in Rome

NOTE

The album version starts off with the first four lines of a recording titled “The Aeroplane Ride”, made on October 27, 1937 by American folklorist Alan Lomax and his wife Elizabeth for the Archive of American Folk Song at the Library of Congress, of Mrs. Nell Hampton of Salyersville, Kentucky singing a variation of the 1928 John S. McConnell hymn “Heavenly Aeroplane”.

The first verse is:

So one of these nights and about twelve o’clock,
This old world’s goin’ ta reel and rock.
Saints will tremble and cry for pain,
For the Lord’s gonna come in his heavenly airplane.

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Lugh

Artist: Kellianna
Song: Lugh
Album: The Ancient Ones

Lugh of the sun, Lugh of the sky
Lugh of the summer days gone be
Lugh of the Harvest, corn and wheat
Lugh of the blazing heat

King of the People, Friend of the Sidhe
Father of Heroes, Son of the Sea
Giver of Vitality, Lord of The Dance is he

Lugh of the long arm, Lugh of skill
Lugh of courage, unbending will
Blacksmith forging the battle spear
Warrior revered

Lugh of lightning, Lugh of the storm
Swift and steady with thunderous roar
Lugh of blackened sky and rain
Power of hurricane

Handsome champion, eternal youth
Fearless leader of strength and truth
Host of games, the field events,
And feasts filled with merriment

Masterful Bard, honey-tongued
Musical Lugh the Shining One
Plucking harp strains of sorcery
Golden poetry

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The Horned God

by Kellianna ©2010

Artist: Kellianna
Song: The Horned God
Album: Elemental

Blessed be the Horned God
King of the Wild Hunt
Blessed be the Horned God
around the Beltane Fire

Round and round the Maypole
weaving white and red we go
to celebrate the season and
The Lord and His Lady.

The Horned God guarantees
Strength and Vitality
In Sacred Marriage to his Queen
The Horned God gives his blessing

The Bel fire burning bright
Will blaze far into the night
In sacred grove and moonlight
The King Stag is dancing

We drink a cup of revelry
To Growth and Fertility
Spring has come we’ve planted seeds
The Horned God gives his blessing

At first ray of dawn he
bids farewell to his Queen
The Lord and his Lady
will meet again All Hallows Eve

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Male I Am

Male I am, wild I am
Hunter and the beast I am

Verses:

Male I am, Spirit I am
Priest of all the Earth I am

Male I am, Desire I am
Tender sweet and fire I am

Male I am, Harvest I am
Sacrifice and King I am

Male I am, Strength I am
Father, son and provider I am

Male I am, Guardian I am
Warrior and fighter I am

Male I am, Open I am
Baby in her arms I am

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Hail the Holly King

(by Inkubus Sukkubus)

All across the virgin snow
And through the naked trees
On a cold winter’s night
His song is on the breeze

Where the moonlight paints the frost
Upon the robin’s song
He’s come a-calling for us all
Now the summer’s gone!

Hark! Hear the children sing
Glory to the Holly King

In the whisky and in the wine
He is here this Yule-tide time
A-dancing in the home-fire flames
A-dancing, singing, playing games
When the prayers are to the East
He is with us at the feast
His crown is nailed to the door
He’s with us forevermore!

Hark! Hear the children sing
Glory to the Holly King
Let the jingle bells all ring
Hail, hail the Holly King

Underneath the mistletoe
He is in all lover’s hearts
He fans the flames of desire
‘Tis he who fires Cupid’s darts
He is in all children’s dreams
Dressed in red or dressed in green
Riding on the astral sleigh
He’s the spririt of the day!

Hark! Hear the children sing
Glory to the Holly King
Let the jingle bells all ring
Hail, hail the Holly King

Hark! Hear the children sing
Glory to the Holly King
Let the jingle bells all ring
Hail, hail the Holly King

Hark! Now hear the children sing
Glory to the Holly King
Let the jingle bells all ring
Hail, hail the Holly King