three brothers

What if we moved dangerously towards grace and tolerance? What if a place where we might be accused of Universalism is a place that is more like the heart of Jesus than the hyper-religious, got-all-the-answers sphere we occupy today?

David Wilcox will be in San Antonio on Saturday, November 1st...Lyrics below.



Three Brothers
All three brothers love their father, and he's brought them here today
To see these papers and these lawyers and divide the old estate
All three feel that they're the favorite he loves each of them the best
And these documents he gave them will now put them to the test

So they open all the writings that will prove the rightful heir
To this home that they remember, and the right to settle there
Their own sister is a prisoner, they don't see her face to face
They've not heard her song of beauty, or felt the movement of her grace

She lives behind those bars of steel and waits for her release
Will she die or will we see Jerusalem in peace

Each one looks at what he's given, and he studies what he's shown
They hold their maps that show possession to this place they've called their home
At first they sigh with satisfaction when they see what's on their maps
Each one's given all he wanted, but the boundaries overlap

So do you wish us to be brothers? Father, help us understand
Or do we each kill off the others to claim this same piece of land?
Do you mean there to be hatred in this place you built to last
And will Faith just die a prisoner in the dungeon of the past

She lives behind those bars of steel and waits for her release
Will she die or will we see Jerusalem in peace

Jerusalem is sending her voice
From inside the prison of disbelief
Stand up you people of the one God
To bring about her release