Well.....I DID end up going for the Hillsong concert yesterday, and it was great and all, but it also left me a little sad. Cause some people weren't there to worship God, they were there for the music. When the band came out they cheered and all, and they jumped during the loud fast songs, but during the slower songs, they raised their hands too, but only cause everyone was. They were looking around, talking, laughing...with hands raised. The thing that was the saddest to me was when the message was over, and those who had received Christ were invited into this little space right in front of the stage, some people who were obviously not part of that group (they were laughing, screaming, on their handphones for the WHOLE message) screamed and screamed and screamed and ran up, to that little space. Well, later the "new christians" were asked to go to this room, and so all those people had to go too. Some tried to come back, so they wouldn't miss anything, but the ushers didn't let them. Yeah.
Anyway, it was pretty cool. I went with Gwen, Nut, Belinda, Hazel, and Cheryl. We almost got lost, but my GREAT sense of direction got us out of the...lost place. HAHA NUT! SO THERE! I'M NOT AS BLUR AS YOU THINK I AM!!! Some of the songs they sang (@ least what I can remember):
1. Take it all
2. None but Jesus
3. Mighty to Save
4. HOSANNA!
5. Break Free
6. From the Inside Out
7. The Stand
8. (I think it was) My future Decided
Yup. Had to leave early cause Belinda had to go back, and was giving her a lift, so I missed "solution", "one way".... few others....ya.
Guess what? I found the lyrics:
One night farmer Brown was takin' the air
Locked up the barnyard with the greatest of care
Down in the hen house something stirred
When he shouted, 'Who's there?'
This is what he heard
There ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
So calm yourself and stop that fuss
There ain't nobody here but us
We chickens tryin' to sleep and you butt in
And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble, with your
chin
There ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
You're stompin' around and shakin' the ground
Kicking up an awful dust
We chickens tryin' to sleep and you butt in
And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble, it's a sin
Tomorrow is a busy day
We got things to do, we got eggs to lay
We got ground to dig and worms to scratch
It takes a lot of sittin', gettin' chicks to
hatch
Oh, there ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
So quiet yourself and stop that fuss
There ain't nobody here but us
Kindly point the gun the other way
And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble off and hit
the hay
enjoy!
