A certain brother went to Abba Moses in Scete and asked him to speak a word.
The elder said to him, “Go and sit in your cell, and your cell will teach you everything.” —Sayings of the Desert Fathers and Mothers
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LYRICS:
Holy Mo, you been moving slow; Won’t you mosey on home with me? Holy Mo, you got a long way to go; Won’t you mosey on home with me? You were just a young man And you were looking for, looking for, You were looking for love But you didn’t know, no,what you were looking for back then, You tried to buy your only friends with stolen gold, But it didn’t make you whole. You stumbled into grace once While you were on the run, on the run, Trying to escape yourself You were a stranger when we took you in; That’s when a little bit of hope Met your heart and called it home And you couldn’t shake it free. And now you’ll never shake it free Holy Mo, you been moving slow; Won’t you mosey on home with me? Return to life as usual didn’t go as planned And ‘cross the sand you came a-knocking at our door again. You still didn’t know, no, what you were looking for but now You set your heart and made a vow That you knew you couldn’t keep― That none alone can keep. Holy Mo, you been moving slow; Won’t you mosey on home with me? Holy Mo, you got a long way to go; Won’t you mosey on home with me? The sun is rising over distant desert lands Like the sun that’s rising in your soul. If grace can fall on all these barren desert sands, Then patience child, He’ll make you whole; He’ll bring you home. You got bit by the love bug and now it’s taking a hold, And son, you’re well on your way. Well, it’s gonna be a long road and now it’s taking its toll, But you’re gonna make it, just you wait. You been bit by the love bug and it may be the death of you, But it’s gonna pull you through to life. Holy Mo, you been moving slow, You got a long, long way to go, but don’t you give up hope, Well, why don't you mosey on home with me?
Performers:
daniel couper - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar James West - Electric Guitar Colin Jeffress - Piano Jason Hardy - Bass Guitar Justin Short - Drums Words & music by daniel couper Produced, mixed, and engineered by daniel couper Special thanks to Moses Reynolds for his production advice Recorded at Hopwood Christian Church, One Seventy Studios, and The Keep
St. Augustine of Hippo was a little too mainstream for me. I was on the lookout for a patron saint—someone whose life and legacy I could look to for guidance and encouragement in my own daily struggles. Fortunately for me, Augustine was not the only great Christian who had died on my birthday. A quick web search showed me that much.
This is how I first encountered St. Moses the Black, a robber-turned-martyr from fourth-century Egypt. The more I read about this fascinating man, the more enthralled I became with his story. I found myself in his crimes, his passions, his continued failures. I found myself in the slowness of his journey toward God. I found hope in his patient perseverance. I wanted to write him a song, but I didn’t know how to begin. Fortunately, I met a wonderful child named Moses—a child with quite a journey behind him already, and still a full life ahead. His family called him Mosie. This song is dedicated to him and to my patron saint. The Life of St. Moses
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