Proverbs 16:18 Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall.
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There were three men came out of the West
Their fortunes for to try
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn must die
They’ve ploughed, they’ve sown, they’ve harrowed him in
Threw clods upon his head
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn was dead
They’ve let him lie for a very long time
Till the rains from heaven did fall
And little Sir John sprung up his head
And so amazed them all
They’ve let him stand till midsummer’s day
Till he looked both pale and wan
And little Sir John’s grown a long, long beard
And so become a man
They’ve hired men with the scythes so sharp
To cut him off at the knee
They’ve rolled him and tied him by the waist
Serving him most barbarously
They’ve hired men with the sharp pitchforks
Who pricked him to the heart
And the loader he has served him worse than that
For he’s bound him to the cart
They’ve wheeled him around and around the field
Till they came unto a barn
And there they made a solemn oath
On poor John Barleycorn
They’ve hired men with the crab-tree sticks
To cut him skin from bone
And the miller he has served him worse than that
For he’s ground him between two stones
And little Sir John and the nut-brown bowl
And he’s brandy in the glass
And little Sir John and the nut-brown bowl
Proved the strongest man at last
The huntsman, he can’t hunt the fox
Nor so loudly to blow his horn
And the tinker he can’t mend kettle nor pot
Without a little Barleycorn
John Barleycorn Must Die – ( English/ Scottish Traditional, arranged by Steve Winwood and Traffic)
Revelation 14:14-16 And I looked, and behold a white cloud, and upon the cloud one sat like unto the Son of man, having on his head a golden crown, and in his hand a sharp sickle. And another angel came out of the temple, crying with a loud voice to him that sat on the cloud, Thrust in thy sickle, and reap: for the time is come for thee to reap; for the harvest of the earth is ripe. And he that sat on the cloud thrust in his sickle on the earth; and the earth was reaped.
Psalm 106:24-25 Yea, they despised the pleasant land, they believed not his word: But murmured in their tents, and hearkened not unto the voice of the Lord.
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There’s something wrong with the world today I don’t know what it is Something’s wrong with our eyes We’re seeing things in a different way And God knows it ain’t His It sure ain’t no surprise, yeah
We’re livin’ on the edge Livin’ on the edge Livin’ on the edge Livin’ on the edge
There’s something wrong with the world today The light bulb’s getting dim There’s meltdown in the sky (ah) If you can judge a wise man By the color of his skin Then mister, you’re a better man than I
We’re livin’ on the edge (You can’t help yourself from falling) (Everybody, everybody) Livin’ on the edge (You can’t help yourself at all) (Everybody, everybody) Livin’ on the edge (You can’t stop yourself from falling) (Everybody, everybody) Livin’ on the edge (Everybody, everybody)
Tell me what you think about your situation Complication, aggravation is getting to you, yeah If Chicken Little tells you that the sky is falling Even if it wasn’t, would you still come crawling Back again? I bet you would, my friend Again and again and again and again and again
Tell me what you think about your situation Complication, aggravation is getting to you, yeah If Chicken Little tells you that the sky is falling Even if it wasn’t, would you still come crawling Back again? I bet you would, my friend Again and again and again and again and
There’s something right with the world today And everybody knows it’s wrong But we can tell ’em no or we could let it go But I would rather be a hangin’ on
Livin’ on the edge (You can’t help yourself from falling) (Everybody, everybody) Livin’ on the edge (You can’t help yourself at all) (Everybody, everybody) Livin’ on the edge (You can’t stop yourself from falling) (Everybody, everybody) Livin’ on the edge (Everybody, everybody)
( Living On The Edge by Steven Tyler, Mark Hudson and Joe Perry)