Hold Your Peace (with Jenny Geddes Band)
Why the “Jenny Geddes” Band? (from Doug’s blog)
Once or twice a year, I put together a band and we play down at Bucers, a local pub named after the Reformer Martin Bucer. One of the names we have used for this motley collection of a band has been the Jenny Geddes band, named after the stalwart woman at St. Giles in Edinburgh, who in the year 1637 threw her stool at the presiding minister’s head, he who was attempting to introduce the Book of Common Prayer as the form of worship there. The name Geddes is an honored one at our house — in addition to this business, I named the heroine in one of my kids’ books after her, and one of my granddaughters has a middle name of Geddes. And — this being the reason for bringing this up — last night we had a grand old time playing the blues and some other stuff…
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Hello! Love the music…could you print the lyrics? Thanks!
Hey Debbie — so sorry for the late response! Here are the lyrics:
HOLD YOUR PEACE
Esau was the first born son . . .
But Jacob was the chosen one.
Sold his birthright for his hunger . . .
And the older one shall serve the younger.
Good Lord hardened Pharoah’s heart
We want to take up Pharaoh’s part.
Lift him up just to bring him down,
And the whole Egyptian army drowned.
Oh, what do you say?
Oh, what do you say?
Hold your peace, rebellious pot,
The Lord is God and you are not.
Judas kept the common purse . . .
Judas went from bad to worse.
Thirty pieces, silver crumbs.
So woe to that man through whom it comes!
Pilate, Herod, all the Jews
They all did what they would choose
What did all the seers foretell?
So here was born true Israel.
Oh, what do you say?
Nothing but clay . . .
Hold your peace, rebellious pot,
The Lord is God and you are not.
Die is cast, its wisdom stored;
Its every tumble from the Lord.
A man’s way in his heart is kept,
But God will still direct his steps.
You say this gospel is stone cold,
But not when hearts are warm and bold!
So hold your peace, rebellious pot,
The Lord is God, and you are not.
Oh, what do you say?
Oh, what do you say?
Hold your peace, rebellious pot,
The Lord is God and you are not.