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A Song For Good Friday

9 Apr

I’m a Martyn Jospeh fan – incredible wordsmith and also pretty nifty guitarist as well!

I’ve been listening to this song fairly regularly over the last few months – reflecting on the various ways in which “the cross” can be thought about. The Apostle Paul says the cross is a stumbling block to both Jews and Greek (ie. the western mind). It’s strange, bizzare, unbelievable that God would bring salvation in *this* way.

As I think about “Good Friday” the phrase that comes to mind is “This is not how it is supposed to be.” But here, on this day Jesus enters into all the “not supposed to be” of our world – sin, violence, alienation, injustice, lonliness, shame, etc, etc.

This song can be found on an album that Martyn recorded with Tom Robinson and Steve Knightly called “Faith, Folk and Anarchy” which arose out of an an impromptu performance at the 2000 Greenbelt Festival in Cheltenham, England. You can actually download the whole album, including the song “Strange Ways” from the “Faith, Folk and Anarchy” website.

Anyways… here is the song by way of Youtube with some helpful images added (including some scenes from Jesus Christ Superstar)… and with the lyrics below…

Strange way to start a revolution
Strange way to get a better tan
Strange way to hold a power breakfast
Strange way show your business plan
Strange way to see if wood would splinter
Strange way to do performance art
Strange way to say “I’ll see you later”
Strange way to leave behind your heart

Strange dissident of meekness
And nurse of tangled souls
And so unlike the holy
To end up full of holes
Strange way

Strange way to hang around for hours
Strange way to imitate a kite
Strange way to get a view of Auschwitz
Strange way to represent the light
Strange way to watch for stormy weather
Strange way to disprove gravity
Strange way to go about fund-raising
Strange way to sing I’m liberty

Strange dissident of meekness
And nurse of tangled souls
And so unlike the holy
To end up full of holes
Strange way

Strange way to test for haemophillia
Strange way to spend a happy hour
Strange way to down a bitter cocktail
Strange way to merchandise your power
Strange way to reassure your mother
Strange way to finish your world tour
Strange way to pose for countless paintings
Strange way to gather in the poor

Strange dissident of meekness
And nurse of tangled souls
And so unlike the holy
To end up full of holes

The world is too much with us
Could we not now just elope?
Strange way to hold us closer
Strange way to give us hope
Strange way

You see I don’t know to love him
Strange way
Rediculous way

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