La música cristiana es de origen judío: la liturgia musical de la sinagoga, en particular el canto psalmódico de los judíos como unidad poética musical, fue un legado preciado transmitido del Israel antiguo al cristianismo primitivo, como forma de manifestar tanto a nivel personal como comunitario las creencias religiosas y la fe en Dios.
On a bus ride into town,
I wondered out loud
"Why am I going to town?"
As I looked around
at the billboards and the stores
I thought, "Why do I look around?"
So I kissed the filthy ground
and in the first dry spot I found
I didin't have to wonder
Why I was laying down
Before I walk I was too cold
took a bus back to the station
I found a letter left by a pay phone
with no return contact,
it read like a horn blown by some sad angel
"Bunny, it was me, it was me who let you down"
it was the shyest attempt
I'd ever seen at conversation
If I didn't have You as my guide I'd still wander lost in Sinai
counting the plates of cars from out-of-state,
how I could jump in their path they hurry along!
you surround me, you're pretty but you're all I can see,
like a thick fog - if there was no way into God,
I would never have laid in this grave of a body for so long,
St. Cyril's fair always came through the first week of September
but it's already the 19th and there's no sign of it yet.
Yeah, I have a hard time
Remembering the things I shouldn't remember in a hard time
and forgetting the things that I sopposed forget.
Oh Christ when You're ready to come back I think I'm ready for You to come back
but if You want to stay wherever exactly it is You are,
that's okay too - it's really none of my business.
If I didn't have You as my guide I'd still be wandering
lost in Sinai or down by the tracks watching trains go by to remind me:
There are places that aren't here.
I had a well but all the water left so I'll ask Your forgiveness
with every breath, if there was no way into God,
I would never have laid in this grave of a body for so long, dear.