Music: Hymn 130

June 25, 2017, Mormon church, Glenwood Road, Brooklyn,second of three speakers:
Rawle Stanley, originally from Guyana
(when he began speaking at the podium, the lights came on brighter on in the pulpit):
… 1979 Jim Jones story … Today I choose to talk on … death … church elder could not handle the death of his daughter … Our loving kind father he knows what is best … Hymn 130 … He has a better work for those he takes from us … God knows best …[Hymn 130] Be Thou Humble
1. Be thou humble in thy weakness, and the Lord thy God shall lead thee,
Shall lead thee by the hand and give thee answer to thy prayers.
Be thou humble in thy pleading, and the Lord thy God shall bless thee,
Shall bless thee with a sweet and calm assurance that he cares.
2. Be thou humble in thy calling, and the Lord thy God shall teach thee
To serve his children gladly with a pure and gentle love.
Be thou humble in thy longing, and the Lord thy God shall take thee,
Shall take thee home at last to ever dwell with him above.
Text and music: Grietje Terburg Rowley, b. 1927
(c) 1985 IRI

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Enduring to the End, Guidance, Humility, Prayer, Service, Spirituality[WARNING: VULGAR, MISOGYNISTIC, VIOLENT:]

[Verse 1: Drake] I’ve been up for four days, gettin’ money both ways
Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold Spades
Rolexes, chauffers and low fades
I keep thinkin’, how young can you die from old age?
They always tell me: “Nobody’s workin’ as hard as you.”
And even though I laugh it off, man, it’s probly true
‘Cause while all of my closest friends out partyin’
I’m just here makin’ all the music that they party to
But party on, party on all night, nigga
I got these new rappers nervous: prom night, nigga
I grow tired of these fuckin’ grown man liars
Storytellers, they ain’t even need a campfire
But I just want to tell the truth
Before one of these haters load a couple shells and shoot
The shit feel like when Fredro Starr
Was in Sunset Park, stuntin’ hard in his yellow goose
And I’m a motherfuckin’ missed target
But a target nonetheless, and I just started
Was that directed at moi? Can’t be
They must be talkin’ to themselves, Hov: hands free
And I’m just fillin’ up this daily planner
Gettin’ busy ’cause I’m a star: no spangled banner
Jealous dudes get to talkin’ in they music
And I just say I wrote it for your girlfriends: Kelsey Grammer
That’s what life becomes when you’re doin’ you
Welcome to Hollywood, don’t let this town ruin you
And if you pillow-talkin’ with the women that are screwin’ you
Just know that she gonna tell another nigga
When she through with you
Don’t get impatient when it takes too long
Drink it all, even when it tastes too strong
Yeah, I got to feel alive, even if it kills me
Promise to always give you me, the real me

[Hook: Drake] Who would’ve thought I’d be caught in this life?
Let’s celebrate with a toast and get lost in tonight
And make it all light up
Wait until the sun goes down
We gon’ make this bitch light up
Even when the sun goes down I’ma make it go
[Verse 2: Jay Z] Oww, hoes turn they heads like owls
I’m the man of the hour
Triple entendre, don’t even ask me how
Con Edison flowin’, I’m connected to a higher power
Bright lights will make your whole city light up
A trillion-watt light bulb when I’m in the night club
I just landed in that G450
Caught the Mayweather fight ’cause the satellite was crispy
Y’all can miss me with the money talk
The smart money’s on Hov, fuck what the dummies talk
Uh, I don’t do too much bloggin’
I just run the town, I don’t do too much joggin’
I ain’t got a scar yet
‘Cause you fuckin’ around with me and my dogs is far-fetched
Drake, here’s how they gon’ come at you
With silly rap feuds, tryin’ to distract you
In disguise, in the form of a favor
The Barzini meet, watch for the traitors
I done seen it all, done it all
That’s why none of these dum-dums could done him off
The summer’s ours, the winter too
Top down in the winter, that’s what winners do
And to these niggas I’m like Windows 7
You let them tell it, they swear that they invented you
And since no good deed go unpunished
I’m not as cool with niggas as I once was
I once was cool as the Fonz was
But these bright lights turned me to a monster
Sorry, mama, I promised it wouldn’t change me
But I would have went insane had I remained the same me
Fuck niggas! Bitches, too!
All I got is this money — this will do
[Hook: Drake] Who would’ve thought I’d be caught in this life?
Let’s celebrate with a toast and get lost in tonight
And make it all light up
Wait until the sun goes down
We gon’ make this bitch light up
Even when the sun goes down I’ma make it go
Father Knows Best
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Robert Young and Jane Wyatt as Jim and Margaret Anderson.

Father Knows Best is an American sitcom starring Robert YoungJane WyattElinor DonahueBilly Gray, and Lauren Chapin. The series, which first began on radio in 1949, aired for six seasons with a total of 203 episodes. The series debuted on CBS in October 1954. It ran for one season and was canceled the following year. NBC picked up the series where it remained for three seasons. After a second cancellation in 1958, CBS picked up the series yet again where it aired until May 1960.

Created by Ed James, Father Knows Best, follows the lives of the Andersons, a middle class family living in the Midwestern town of Springfield.[1]

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