There are 5 books which make up the Book of Psalms. Psalm 91 is near the start of Book 4. Book 4 ends with Psalms 104 - 106. Psalm 104 is where the phrase Hallelu Yah first occurs in the Bible. Psalm 106 starts and ends with Hallelujah. There is therefore a journey in Book 4 from here to Hallelujah.
I remember when this was released. The website to coincide with the release by Slender Fungus really amplified the power of these visuals. It was incredible. A piece of interactive media history
Que Suerte johnallen de conocer SINAED O'CONNORS es mi Idolo a seguir También tengo una Madre parecida a Sinaed pero yo tuve la suerte que desde 2 años y medio me predicaron y conocí a JEHOVA JESUS Y EL ESPÍRITU SANTO no soy Católico Y TAMBIEN se quienes son lo que a Representan y también soy rebelde con Causa Fui depresiva y también pensaba que el. Suicidio me liberaría de los Abusos y maltratos de mi madre y su primo Gabriel. Pero ya no he vuelto hace 4 años al Camino Angosto y seguir a Jesús o JESHUA. Tenemos un Padre Celestial que nos Ama con.un Amor Agape que ningún humano te lo puede dar. Y este 16 septiembre Cumplo 55 años en Honor a Sinaed Usare el Cabello Rapado y añadire huecos en toda las orejas y le pondré muchos aretes lo HIBA HACER el Año pasado, Pero Sinaed Fallecio y lo reserve para este Septiembre 16 Usare Rapado y teñire de Violeta luego solo rapare y será blanco x que TENGO CANAS DESDE LOS 15 AÑOS
J'avais 17 ans lorsque j'ai écouté cette merveilleuse chanteuse pour la première fois, très vite elle a fait partie de ma vie. Sinéad est à la musique et à la vie des gens qui l'aiment ce que dieu est à la religion : un ange, un orage, une arme qui défend, apaise et attendrit par ce qu'elle était et par son art musical dans les bons comme dans les douloureux moments. Je t'aime pour toujours ma Sinéad à la belle et grande âme 💗 Repose en paix auprès de ton fils adoré 🧕⛪🕌🕍✡️👼🛕📿☯️✝️🤲 Love love love Sinéad forever ❣️❣️❣️ I was 17 when I listened to this wonderful singer for the first time, very quickly she became part of my life. Sinéad is to music and to the lives of the people who love her what God is to religion: an angel, a storm, a weapon that defends, soothes and moves people through what she was and through her musical art in the good as well as in painful moments. I love you forever my Sinéad with a beautiful and great soul 💗 Rest in peace with your beloved son 🧕⛪🕌🕍✡️👼 📿☯️✝️🤲 Love love love Sinéad forever ❣️❣️❣️
brilliant magnificent from the Heart and bleeding the Soul her wonderful smile at the end says it all Ogh, OGH, and now she’s gone foréver gone Or is she…really with such ‘foréver music, singing’ ⁉️⁉️‼️ Wow Sjoe 👊🔥🥂 🪖
Music is the strongest thrill in the world. Music reminds us of every period of our life. Best Singer all time. REST IN PEACE BEAUTIFUL ANGEL .......S. O'. C.🎶🎵🎼🌹🤍💯
An astonishingly beautiful, fresh cover of this song. The best I've ever heard. She brings so much heart and life into this performance, it's almost painful to watch, but it's so powerful that you can't turn away.
I didn't follow her in the 80s but she was unique as a singer may she rest in peace And may she have found true peace in the person shes singing about in this song jesus of nazarath
There's something about the combination of sinead's beautiful pure clean voice next to Shane's rough, gruf voice that works so well. Two legends sadly lost.
Eu bem ota!rio Entenda ❤ estou sáfo dessa palhaçada bebê Faz mais isso não né Tá pedindo pra se magoar? Olha e presta bem atenção no que você vai pedir, que pode se realizar a o que tanto está parecer querer Se me machucar Faz uma idiotice para que tenham câimbra nas bochechas de insensível outros que certamente estão nem aí pra você se é que você não se torne um deles ❤ Com carinho pensaí
I wanna make Something beautiful For you and from you To show you To show you I adore you Oh you And your journey Towards me Which I see And I see All you push through Mad for you And because of you I couldn't thank you in ten thousand years If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears Ah, but you know the soul And you know what makes it gold You give life through blood Blood, blood Blood, blood Oh, blood, blood Oh I wanna make something so lovely for you 'Cause I promised that's what I'd do for you With the Bible, I stole I know you forgave my soul because Such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve And I think we're agreed That it should have been free And you sang to me They dress the wounds of my poor people As though they're nothing Saying, "Peace, peace" When there's no peace They dress the wounds of my poor people As though they're nothing Saying, "Peace, peace, peace" When there's no peace Days without number Now can a bride forget her jewels? Or a maid her ornaments? Yet, my people forgotten me Days without number Days without number And in their want Who'll dress their wounds? Who'll dress their wounds?
