Faith, Good Neighbors and a Telephone


Sweet Thing
Words and music by Kelly Macleod ©2012 by Laceykmusic (ASCAP)

I have seen some misery, my heart's been broke a time or three
Every time you hold my hand I get such a thrill
It blocks those heartache memories
Makes me want you here with me

Sweet thing, you got my heart, pulling on every string
Oh, sweet, sweet thing
Sweet thing, I’ll never let you go, couldn’t even if I tried
Oh, sweet, sweet thing

I’m pretty sure you feel the same, I hear it when you say my name
Every time you look my way I get all caught up
Making us some memories, me and you if it’s meant to be

Sweet thing, you got my heart, pulling on every string
Oh, sweet, sweet thing
Sweet thing, I’ll never let you go, couldn’t even if I tried
Oh, sweet, sweet thing

They say love comes quick, now I know it’s true
I’m so glad it’s feeling the same way too, sweet thing

Sweet thing, you got my heart, pulling on every string
Oh, sweet, sweet thing
Sweet thing, you got my heart, pulling on every string
Oh, sweet, sweet thing
Sweet thing, I’ll never let you go, couldn’t even if I tried
Oh, sweet, sweet thing
Oh, sweet, sweet thing
     
Anyone But Me

Words and music by Laura Hall ©2013 by Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)

I can walk across the burning sand
Carry a lightening bolt in my hand
Read every book that's ever been banned
Testify on the witness stand
But I would break down like a little baby
Be weak as a kitten caught in a tree
If I ever found out that you were loving anyone but me

Anyone but me, don't you go loving on anyone but me
Anyone but me, you don’t need anyone but me

I can burn like a comet, hot and bright
Make your bones rattle in the middle of the night
I can lose the battle but still win the fight
See it all clearly, in hind sight
But I would cry myself a salty sea
All the way from here to eternity
If I ever found out that you were loving anyone but me

Anyone but me, don't you go loving on anyone but me
Anyone but me, you don’t need anyone but me

I can fly through the air with the greatest of ease
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Love you so good make you weak in the knees
Your satisfaction will be guaranteed
Baby you know you’re my destiny
Cause you bring out all the best in me
There is no reason that I can see To love anyone, love

Anyone but me, don't you go loving on anyone but me
Anyone but me, you don’t need anyone but me
You don’t need anyone but me
You don’t need anyone but me
Anyone but me
  
Not Gonna Let It Get To Me
Words and music by Kelly Macleod ©2012 Laceyk (ASCAP)

Inspired (unfortunately) by a series of bad days.  Everybody has 'em, it's all in how you respond to it.

What’s this pounding in my head, my kids are jumpin' on the bed
Brace myself and get on up, but there’s no coffee in my cup
Clock says I am runnin’ late, dog just high tailed out the gate

Can’t find the keys to start the car, don’t matter cause I wont get far
On an empty tank of gasoline, on a wing and prayer you know what I mean
It’s been a rotten day and it ain’t even noon
But I’m not gonna let it get to me
Not gonna let it get to me

I pull my fingers through my hair, traffic jams are everywhere
I left my phone at home again, feeling like my head will spin
Running out of time and there’s so much to do
But I’m not gonna let it get to me
Not gonna let it get to me

Because one more bad day, and I’m gonna say
I’ll make it through, and I’ll be okay
Cause I’m not gonna let it get to me
Not gonna let it get to me

I just want to get some rest, not a great day I confess
But surely as the sun will shine, this one can be left behind
Troubles come and troubles go, but I can take ‘em on
Got myself another day, and I’m movin’ on

And I’m not gonna let it get to me
Not gonna let it get to me

Well, the baby's cryin', dog is barkin', dinner's burning on the stove
Not gonna let it get to me
Flat tire, bills are high, don't know how I'm hangin' on
Not gonna let it get to me
Not gonna let it get to me
Not gonna let it get to me
  
Big Yellow Dog
Words and music by Laura Hall ©2011 by Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)

There’s a big yellow dog, lying on the back porch
Sleeping in the warm sun, in no hurry to go
And there’s a fat black cat, sittin’ on the fence post
Looking like she knows, something we don’t know

And here’s little old me, wondering what I’m gonna do
Every time I think of you, I fall apart

There’s a mocking bird, singing as the sun goes down
Just about breaks my heart, to hear him call
The moon comes up, the pretty little stars come out
The pull of love, tugs at us all

And here’s me and the dog, howling at the great big moon
Singing the same sad tune, but something’s gonna change

The sun comes up, the world goes round
That fat black cat, she got nothing to say
But me and the yellow dog, we’re still here on the back porch
I figure something new, is on its way
   
Shake You Baby
  Words and music by Kelly Macleod ©2011 by Laceyk (ASCAP)

I put another mark on my calendar today
Reminded me it's been a year since you went away
oh oh, oh oh

Everyone keeps tellin’ me I’m better off this way
So why's it so impossible to start another day
All alone

Why can’t I just shake you baby
Why can’t I just erase you completely
oh oh, oh oh

I passed a little cabin where we used to like to stay
I sat under that big oak tree where promises were made
oh oh, oh oh

I’m worn out from wondering what we might have been
I’m so tired of thinking I should have given in

All along Why can’t I just shake you baby
Why can’t I just erase you completely
oh oh, oh oh

Crazy's where I'm going, and crazy's where I'll stay
If I can’t figure out a way to shake you baby

I suppose you’re movin’ on and I know I should be too
But all I seem to think of are memories of you
All day long

Why can’t I just shake you baby
Why can’t I just erase you completely
Why can’t I just shake you baby
Why can’t I just erase you completely
oh oh, oh oh
oh oh, oh oh
  
I Don’t Mind Missing You
Words and music by Laura Hall ©2012 by Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)

Woke up this morning, and you were gone
But I could still feel the warmth of you, in our bed
Lying there thinking, about when you’ll get back home
Dreaming on my pillow, the sun streaming through the window

Even when you’re gone I can feel you right by my side
I know it won’t be long till I’m kissing you
Even when you go, I know everything is alright
And I don’t mind missing you

I walked to the corner, and got myself some coffee
Even though you weren’t there, I could feel you everywhere
Remember that time we, got to laughing so hard
Couldn’t stop no matter how we tried, we laughed ‘til we cried

Even when you’re gone I can feel you right by my side
I know it won’t be long till I’m kissing you
Even when you go, I know everything is alright
And I don’t mind missing you

do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do do
do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do do

Even when we’re apart, I can feel your heart
Beating right in time with mine

Even when you’re gone I can feel you right by my side
I know it won’t be long till I’m kissing you
Even when you go, I know everything is alright
And I don’t mind missing you

do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do do
do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do do
  
Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)

Words and Music by Annie Lennox & D. Stewart ©1983 D'N'A Limited BMG Publishing

We never realized how world weary the lyrics are to this song until we started working on it. 

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Hold your head up, keep your head up
Hold your head up, keep your head up
Moving on

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
     
Every Time
Words and music by Laura Hall ©2013 by Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)

Inspired by a songwriting exercise using the phrase "when you fall"

I always come when you call
I pick you up when you fall
I drag you out when it's last call
Every time

We argue there outside the bar
I take the keys to your car
I drive you home you go too far
Every time

I get you undressed, you pick a fight
You're such a mess, I can't make it right
You say you love me while I turn out the light
Every time

Next morning all apologies
You cry and beg forgiveness please
In the bathroom on your knees
Every time

You say that I'm the only one
Whose love has not come undone
Makes me want to turn and run
Every time

We're like a coffin and a hearse
No good apart, together worse
While we repeat the same tired old verse
Every time

I close my eyes cause I wanna see
The person who you used to be
I ruin you while you're ruining me
Every time
  
You Kissed me That Way

Words and music by Laura Hall ©2013 by Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)

I can not trust my instincts
They lead me wrong every time
Cause my head and my heart are rarely in sync
I’m searching blind, won’t you give me a sign

Cause it all comes back to this
And I can not turn my mind away
Cause you laid me out, with just one kiss
Everything changed that day, when you kissed me that way

You kissed me that way
You kissed me that way

I can not read your hidden heart
To know if there’s a change in you
Cause it seems to me, like something has started
Do you feel it too, the beginning of something new

Cause it all comes back to this
And I can not turn my mind away
Cause you laid me out, with just one kiss
Everything changed that day, when you kissed me that way

Is the thing that never was, suddenly here
I can’t even name it, now that it’s possibly near

Cause it all comes back to this
And I can not turn my mind away
Cause you laid me out, with just one kiss
Everything changed that day, when you kissed me that way

You kissed me that way
You kissed me that way
You kissed me that way
Cause it all comes back to that kiss
  
Squeeze Box

Words and music by Pete Townshend ©1975 Eel Pie Publishing

Mama's got a squeeze box, she wears it on her chest
And when Daddy comes home, he never gets no rest
'Cause she's playing all night, and the music's all right
Mama's got a squeeze box, Daddy never sleeps at night

Well the kids don't eat, the dog can't sleep
There's no escape from the music in the whole damn street
'Cause she's playing all night, and the music's all right
Mama's got a squeeze box, Daddy never sleeps at night

She goes in and out and in and out and in and out and in and out
'Cause she's playing all night, and the music's all right
Mama's got a squeeze box, Daddy never sleeps at night

She goes squeeze me, come on and squeeze me
Come on and tease me like you do, I'm so in love with you
Mama's got a squeeze box, Daddy never sleeps at night

She goes in and out and in and out and in and out and in and out
'Cause she's playing all night, and the music's all right
Mama's got a squeeze box, Daddy never sleeps at night
Mama's got a squeeze box, Daddy never sleeps at night
  
Walkin’ After Midnight
Words and music by Alan Block & Donn Hecht ©1956 Sony/ATV Songs

I go out walkin’ after midnight, out in the moonlight, just like we used to do
I’m always walkin’ after midnight searching for you

I walk for miles along the highway, well that’s just my way, of saying I love you
I’m always walkin’ after midnight, searching for you

I stop to see a weeping willow, crying on his pillow, maybe he’s crying for me
And as the sky turns gloomy, night winds whisper to me, I’m lonesome as I can be

 I go out walkin’ after midnight, out in the starlight, just hoping you may be
Somewhere out walkin’ after midnight, searching for me

I stop to see a weeping willow, crying on his pillow, maybe he’s crying for me
And as the sky turns gloomy, night winds whisper to me, I’m lonesome as I can be

I go out walkin’ after midnight, out in the starlight, just hoping you may be
Somewhere walkin’ after midnight searching for me
I go out walkin’ after midnight searching for you
  
Spunky Bottoms
Words and music by Laura Hall ©2012 by Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)

Inspired by a house concert we played, deep in the country in Illinois.

It's not easy to find the place but you can ask anyone in town
They'll tell you to cross the creek and turn by the barn that's falling down
Be careful on that gravel road, it gets washed out when it rains
You'll get to Spunky Bottoms, no one quite recalls how it got its name

When you get down to the bottoms, you're bound to find them there
It's the cabin with the black eyed susans round the front porch stairs
Cookie will invite you in to sit down at her table
Carl is sure to tell you about the time that he met Betty Grable

So find your way, to Spunky Bottoms
No need to call ahead, just drop on by
Come on down, to Spunky Bottoms
You're always welcome, any old time

Cookie’s fixin’ biscuits, with coffee dark and strong
You could sit and talk with them, the whole day long
Carl built this house himself, back in '61
He'll be the first to tell you that it's never really done

So find your way, to Spunky Bottoms
No need to call ahead, just drop on by
Come on down, to Spunky Bottoms
You're always welcome, any old time

The kids are all grown up and they moved to different towns
But they come back when they can and bring the grandkids around
They fuss about Carl and Cookie out there all alone
But Cookie says don't worry, we got faith, good neighbors and a telephone

So find your way, to Spunky Bottoms
No need to call ahead, just drop on by
Come on down, to Spunky Bottoms
You're always welcome, any old time
You're always welcome, any old time
 


The Sweet Potatoes (Self-Titled)



Down a Red Dirt Road

Words and music by Laura Hall ©2009 by Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)    

Down a red dirt road, up a little hill
By the old oak tree, it’s standing there still
A little country church, with stained glass windows bright
Where mama and daddy got married that Saturday night  

They knocked on the preacher’s door, “Will you say the words?”
He was sitting at his supper, they couldn’t wait for dessert
The preacher grabbed his bible, they walked out in the pale moonlight
 When mama and daddy got married that Saturday night  

And the preacher’s wife played the piano
They sang every hymn they knew     
That empty church was overflowing with love
When they said I do, I do, I do  

The preacher said he never saw, a happier bride and groom
As they took off in their DeSoto, on their impromptu honeymoon
You can bet on Sunday morning, Lord, that gossip did fly
When mama and daddy got married that Saturday night  

All these years later, I still like to go
To that little old church there, down a red dirt road
Out back there’s a cemetery, where they’re lying side by side
Behind the church where mama and daddy got married that Saturday night
Where mama and daddy got married that Saturday night
  
Two More Days
Words and music by Kelly Macleod and Laura Hall
©2009 Laceyk Music (ASCAP) / Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)  
The first song Laura & Kelly wrote together

Two more days, two more days
Two more days, and then I’m gone
Two more days, till I see my baby If I can hang on  

This old town’s made a mess of me, as I trudge
Through the dirty snow, I’m itching to go
But I won’t let it let it slow me down, or get the best of me
Cause I know, I’m gonna go, in  

Two more days, two more days
Two more days, and then I’m gone
Two more days, till I see my baby if I can hang on  

Got a ticket, for a southbound train
I can feel it in my pocket, like a magic charm
Gonna meet my baby down in Santa Fe
Where the winters are warm, in my baby’s arms  

Two more days, two more days
Two more days, and then I’m gone
Two more days, till I see my baby if I can hang on  

Soon as I can, I’ll be on my way
And until then, I’ll be counting the days  

I gotta see my baby’s smile, and warm this
Frozen heart of mine, I’m just buying time
Till this old gray sky, turns into blue and white
Hanging over our love, hanging over our lives  

Two more days, two more days
Two more days, and then I’m gone
Two more days, till I see my baby if I can hang on
Two more days, till I see my baby if I can hang on
  
Your Love
Words and music by Laura Hall ©2010 by Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)  
When we brought our songs to our producer, Phil Swann, he said we
needed a few good old fashioned love songs.Here's what Laura wrote. 

Your love makes my heart sing, like a bluebird on the wing
Your love is sweet to me, just like honey to a bee
I’ve never felt like this before
Ever since that first kiss I want some more
Your love makes me jump for joy, like a kid with a brand new toy
Your love makes my heart fly, like a kite up in the sky  

I took a chance on this romance, when I fell for you
But since the day you came my way, all my dreams have come true  

Your love makes my heart sing, like a bluebird on the wing
Your love is sweet to me, just like honey to a bee
I’ve never felt like this before
Ever since that first kiss I want some more
Your love makes me jump for joy, like a kid with a brand new toy
Your love makes my heart fly, like a kite up in the sky  

When you hold me, in your arms, I want to linger awhile
All the dark clouds, disappear, every time you smile  

Your love makes my heart sing, like a bluebird on the wing
Your love is sweet to me, just like honey to a bee
I’ve never felt like this before
Ever since that first kiss I want some more
Your love makes me jump for joy, like a kid with a brand new toy
Your love makes my heart fly, like a kite up in the sky  
Your love, your love
Your love, your love
    
I Will Return to You
Words and music by Laura Hall ©2006 by Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)    

When I was eighteen, I knew everything
Now I know better, better than that
I thought I stood alone, separate and on my own
I couldn’t have known, what I know now
I thought this body, would never fail me
Time stretched out endlessly, like an open sea
But now I know that I 

Will return to you, from where I came, home to you
To your light, to your peace, to your joy that will not cease
To your never ending circle of love
And I will return to You  

There’s time I’ve wasted, and joy I’ve tasted
I can’t erase it, what’s done is done
So now I stand here, eyes open and clear
Knowing my time here, will one day be gone
No matter what the future brings, I’ll hear those angels sing
They will be welcoming me, home again

And I will return to you, from where I came, home to you
To your light, to your peace, to your joy that will not cease
To your never ending circle of love
And I will return to You
I will return to You
I will return to You
  
Where I Belong
Words and music by Kelly Macleod and Laura Hall
©2009 Laceyk Music (ASCAP) / Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)  

You don’t have to have all the answers
You don’t have to always be strong
You don’t have to carry all that weight alone, no, no
But when your fears overtake you
And your worries are howling at the door
When your doubts, turn you inside out
I say darlin’, don’t worry anymore, cause  

I will be here with you, walking right next to you
I will be here, by your side
Because it’s clear, this is where I belong  

I can’t take your demons away from you
Though I wish to God that I could
But I’ll be by your side when they try to take you down
I will pick you up
No I won’t run away at the worst of it
Even when it gets rough I promise I’ll stay
So come right here, fall into my arms
Cause your tears won’t scare me away  

I will be here with you, walking right next to you
I will be here, by your side
Because it’s clear, this is where I belong  

I will be here, by your side
Because it’s clear, this is where I belong 
    
Won’t You Take Me There
Words and music by Laura Hall ©2008 by Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)    

Red truck, blue sky
Yellow corn piled way up high
White sheets, flapping on the line
Won’t you take me there, won’t you take me there
Won’t you take me there with you  

Black dirt, sparrows on the wing
The crops are coming up tender and green
It’s the yearly miracle that happens every spring
Won’t you take me there, won’t you take me there
Won’t you take me there with you  

We will walk down to the bottom ground
Where the creek meets the field
So hold my hand as we walk the land
Show me each mystery this old farm can reveal  

Its hard work, and little pay
A body’s tired at the end of the day
But some folks wouldn’t have it any other way  

Red sky, brown cow
The kids are playing with some kittens they found
It’s time for supper, go wash your hands up now
Won’t you take me there, won’t you take me there
Won’t you take me there with you  

Won’t you take me there, won’t you take me there
Won’t you take me there with you 
   
Pure White
Words and music by Laura Hall ©1995 by Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)  

She’s got a banged up heart, she’s always falling apart
She’s made so many new starts she doesn’t know where to begin
Her life is all loose ends, she comes unraveled again and again
Everyone she meets is her new best friend
And when she calls me she laughs and cries
And wonders why  

But when she goes to sleep at night
Then she’ll close her eyes and dream of white
Pure white  

She takes things way too rough, this world just isn’t pure enough
When did things get so tough, she doesn’t know how it began
Her timing is all out of whack, she keeps turning and doubling back
She says the only thing she can’t do is stay on track
And all her colors, become a blur
This life’s too much for her  

But when she goes to sleep at night
Then she’ll close her eyes and dream of white

When she goes to sleep at night
Then she’ll close her eyes and dream of white
Pure white
                                
Trouble
      
Words and music by Kelly Macleod ©2010 by Laceyk Music (ASCAP)
After being prompted by our producer, Phil Swann, to write a
few good old fashioned love songs, here's what Kelly came up with. 
 
Just when I had given up on love
You walked in through that door and changed my mind
Yeah you caught my eye and it wasn’t long
Thoughts of you are getting pretty strong
Wonderin’ what we could do  

I might get into trouble with you
Cause trouble is written all over you
Well it’s a good kind of trouble don’t get me wrong
Don’t think about it, that’ll take too long
Oh, let’s go find some trouble  

You might say I’ve always walked a line
Of playin’ safe and not wastin’ my time
Well now I’m afraid that that I was missin’ the fun
I wanna feel life’s just begun
So darling, what do you say  

I might get into trouble with you
 Cause trouble is written all over you
Well it’s a good kind of trouble don’t get me wrong
Don’t think about it, that’ll take too long
Oh, let’s go find some trouble  

I might get into trouble with you
Cause trouble is written all over you
Well it’s a good kind of trouble don’t get me wrong
Don’t think about it, that’ll take too long
Oh, let’s go find some trouble  

Well it’s a good kind of trouble don’t get me wrong
Don’t think about it, that’ll take too long
Oh, let’s go find some trouble
  
Louisiana Moon
Words and music by Kelly Macleod ©2000 Laceyk Music (ASCAP)  

Fresh cut grass, lightening bugs
We don’t move fast, uh uh, cause slow is good
When I’m home, when I’m home  

Air so sweet, I wish I could
Feel my feet, on the wood
Of that ole porch, when I’m home  

Under the Louisiana moon
I found my way, and all that I knew
Under the Louisiana moon
Sweet ole Louisiana moon 

Summer rain, on my face
And a mother’s love fills up the place
When I’m home, when I’m home  

Well, I grew up, and moved away
Pride kept me, so far away
But I had to roam, to get back home  

Under the Louisiana moon
I lost that girl, and all that I knew
Under the Louisiana moon
Sweet ole Louisiana moon  

Under the Louisiana moon
I found that girl, and all that I knew
Under the Louisiana moon
Sweet ole Louisiana moon
My sweet Louisiana moon
  
Your Pretty Wings
Words and music by Laura Hall ©2003 by Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)  

I never knew I wanted to fly
Till you went tearing through the sky
Too high to be seen
You tore up the sky with your wings
Your pretty wings  

I never thought I’d ever be
Nearly so clever that you’d endeavor for me
Too small to be seen
I’m in the thrall of your wings
Your pretty wings  

Your pretty wings take you flying so high      
You never think to wonder why
I’m glued to the ground while you go zooming by        
So full of grace without even trying  

Too bright to be seen
Reflecting the light with your wings
Your pretty wings
Your pretty wings
Your pretty wings
  
Broken Down
Words and music by Kelly Macleod ©2009 Laceyk Music (ASCAP)  

Lately he’s been trying to understand you
I’m hoping he’ll just plain old forget
His tiny fingerprints just linger on the window pane
Waitin’ for a ride that never came  

I tuck away the pain that you have given him, once more
As he lays down his head
He’s hopin’ that a super hero comes and makes it all okay
And I thank God we made it one more day  

And I’m broken down, in a million pieces
Broken down, and baby you’re the reason

I’m waitin’ on the other shoe to drop It’s all I got  
Suddenly you appear from nowhere
Thinkin’ that it’s time to make amends
But that little boy is all grown up, he says sorry but I’m not for sale
Now I’m a man, and I don’t wanna be  

Broken down, in a million pieces
Broken down, and baby you’re the reason
I’m waitin’ on the other shoe to drop
It’s all I got  

Broken down, in a million pieces
Broken down, and baby you’re the reason
Broken down, in a million pieces
Broken down, and baby you’re the reason
We’re waitin’ on the other shoe to drop
But now it’s ours to drop
  
Thump
Words and music by Laura Hall ©2004 by Sister Trudy’s Music (BMI)  
Laura wrote this for her kids when they were little

I can feel the thump, thump, thump
Of your little heart, heart, heart
Just a tiny pulse, pulse, pulse
But now that it’s started
That little heart of yours, yours, yours
Will have so many stories before it’s done
Going thump, thump, thump, my little one  
  
Well you don’t wanna stop, stop, stop
Now that you started to go, go, go
A whole world to learn, learn, learn 
There so much that you just gotta know
You can barely walk, walk, walk
But you’re ready to run, run, run
Going thump, thump, thump, my little one  

Well it goes so fast, in the blink of an eye
I wanna make it last, I don’t ever wanna say goodbye
To this moment here and now
I wish I could stop, and hold back the time
And always feel the thump, thump thump
Of your heart beating next to mine  

I can feel the thump, thump, thump
Of your little heart, heart, heart
Just a tiny pulse, pulse, pulse
But now that it’s started
That little heart of yours, yours, yours
Will have so many stories before it’s done
Going thump, thump, thump, my little one
Going thump, thump, thump, my little one
  
Day is Dying in the West
By Mary A. Lathbury and William F. Sherman  
An old hymn we love.
    
Day is dying in the west        
Heav’n is touching earth with rest
Wait and worship while the night  
Sets her evening lamps a light
Through all the sky    

Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Hosts
Heav’n and earth are full of Thee   
Heav’n and earth are praising Thee    
O Lord most high