The Heavens above Us [Song]

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THE HEAVENS ABOVE US
By Peter Bellamy
Based on the poem by Rudyard Kipling

To the Heavens above us, oh, look and behold
The planets that love us all harnessed in gold!
What chariots, what horses, against us shall bide
While the Stars in their courses do fight on our side?

All thoughts, all desires, that are under the sun,
Are one with their fires, as we also are one;
All matter, all spirit, all fashion, all frame,
Receive and inherit their strength from the same.

Oh, man that deniest all power save thine own,
Their power in the highest is mightily shown.
Not less in the lowest that power is made clear.
Oh, man, if thou knowest, what treasure is here!

Earth quakes in her throes and we wonder for why!
But the blind planet knows when her ruler is nigh;
And, attuned since Creation, to perfect accord,
She thrills in her station and yearns to her Lord.

The waters have risen, the springs are unbound—
The floods break their prison, and ravin around.
No rampart withstands 'em, their fury will last,
Till the Sign that commands 'em sinks low or swings past.

Through abysses unproven, or gulfs beyond thought,
Our portion is woven, our burden is brought.
Yet They that prepare it, whose Nature we share,
Make us who must bear it well able to bear.

Though terrors o'ertake us, we'll not be afraid,
No Power can unmake us save that which has made.
Nor yet beyond reason or hope shall we fall—
All things have their season, and Mercy crowns all.

Then, doubt not, ye fearful—The Eternal is King
Up, hearts, and be cheerful, and lustily sing:
What chariots, what horses, against us shall bide
While the Stars in their courses do fight on our side?

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A Note From The Gull

"Though terrors o'ertake us, we'll not be afraid,
No Power can unmake us save that which has made.
Nor yet beyond reason or hope shall we fall—
All things have their season, and Mercy crowns all."

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

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