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Fear
Philippe de Courroux
Translation and adaptation : Alain Daigneault and Marissa Corallo
22 march 2022 1st recorded
I’m not afraid of vultures not scared of vicious dogs circling around me.
The hits and dirty tricks, the mouths of the sharks they do not scare me
I do not fear chains - do not take de-tours to escape gazes or loo-ks
I’ve known hatred, the ramson of love in my story
I’m afraid to live your silence
Forgetting the sound of your voi—ce
Straying away from your presence afraid of all afraid of me without you.
I’m not afraid of storms the signs of the time slipping through my fingers.
The foreboding omens of black or of white it doesn’t scare me.
I’m not afraid of hurt nor afraid of blood of warring or to fight-
I’m not afraid of strikes, of sinking sand when you are there-
I’m afraid to live your silence
Forgetting the sound of your voice—
Straying away from your presence afraid of all afraid of me… without you
Now what will tomorrow bring ? I don’t know. But I know where I go and I know the path way
Now what will tomorrow bring ? I don’t know. But I know where I go and I know the path wayhey
!
I’m not afraid of vulture nor of the dogs
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Where are you my people ?
Author : Philippe de Courroux
Adaptation translation of «Ou es-tu mon people» par Alain Daigneault
What is worse than a child crushed under a bomb shelter
What is worse than a child stricken down like a dog ?
What is worse than a child selling his body to survive
What is worse than death threat who will hold his hand, what’s more worse than a gaze that shuts down what’s worse than agony without end what is worse However…
What is worse than a life empty without any hope
What is worse than a night that never never end ?
What is worse than the snare of ephemeral pleasure
What is worse than to obey at what wants your death
What’s more worse than to die at twenty what’s more worse than to shorten your time what’s more worse --- ?
Where are you my God ? The world is sighing
Into cries into tears, please rise up for him
Where are you my God ? Do you hear the cries
Some woman who suffers, where are you my God ?
What’s better than the gift of God for the son of men ?
What’s better than the price of his blood at the cross ?
What’s better than his death that gives us His victory
What’s better than his life and his presence in us ?
What’s better than the spirit spread out what’s better than the name of Jesus --- ?
Where are you my people ? The world is sighing into cries into tears.
Please rise up for them. Where are you my people ? Do you hear the cries some woman who suffers where are you my People ?
I do need your both hands for healing and for blessing
I’m in need of your mouth to announce peace of mind
Yes I need your whole heart to spill out all of my love
I’m in need of your feets to bear the whole Gospel.
Yes I need a people who rise up, yes I need true faithful disciples ---
In deed I need you. Where are you my sons ?
The world is sighing into cries into tears Do rise up for him
Where are you my sons ? Do you ear the cries the people who suffer Where are you my sons ?
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It was time
Philippe de Courroux
Translation : Alain Daigneault
You were not a random number
A mistake or a- mishap
It was not too soon it was not too late
It was you and it- was ti—me
Black or white small or great
Such a fellow or none other-
Straight standing or crawling in the mud
Born considered or not at all
Before the world has been made,
you were already in my heart
What you have already done doesn’t change one iota
It was not a random number
A mistake or a- mishap
It was not too soon it was not too late
It was you and it -was ti-me
When -life makes you desire
To fully live and pay the pri-ce
When the clock since long ago
Hasn’t transformed your sumber wall
I lift my eyes toward heaven
Towards the one who’s eternal
There above the heavy clouds will the sun always shite
I love you stronger.
Stronger than hurricanes
My love is greater than all the great oceans
I love you further
Since the dawn of man—kind
I love you more tenderly than you could ever love me
I love you stronger
Strongter than hurricanes
My love is greater than all the great oceans
I love you further
Since the dawn of man—kind
I love you more tenderly than you could ever love me
You are not a random number
A mistake or a – mishap
You were not too soon you were not too late.
It was you and it- was time…
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Fear
Philippe de Courroux
Translation and adaptation : Alain Daigneault and Marissa Corallo
22 march 2022 1st recorded
I’m not afraid of vultures not scared of vicious dogs circling around me.
The hits and dirty tricks, the mouths of the sharks they do not scare me
I do not fear chains - do not take de-tours to escape gazes or loo-ks
I’ve known hatred, the ramson of love in my story
I’m afraid to live your silence
Forgetting the sound of your voi—ce
Straying away from your presence afraid of all afraid of me without you.
I’m not afraid of storms the signs of the time slipping through my fingers.
The foreboding omens of black or of white it doesn’t scare me.
I’m not afraid of hurt nor afraid of blood of warring or to fight-
I’m not afraid of strikes, of sinking sand when you are there-
I’m afraid to live your silence
Forgetting the sound of your voice—
Straying away from your presence afraid of all afraid of me… without you
Now what will tomorrow bring ? I don’t know. But I know where I go and I know the path way
Now what will tomorrow bring ? I don’t know. But I know where I go and I know the path wayhey
!
I’m not afraid of vulture nor of the dogs
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The Branches' Root Montreal, Québec
Hear now, O Joshua the high priest, thou and thy fellows that sit before thee; for they are men that are a sign; for, behold, I will bring forth My servant the Shoot.- (Zach 3.8 JPS Tanakh 1917) Previous to his studies in Cinema, Alain Daigneault studied Music, Fine Arts and Graphic Design. He now explore theology of healing. ... more
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