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I'll Fly Away


Albert E. Brumley has been described as the "pre-eminent gospel songwriter" of the 20th century with over 600 published songs.[3] Other popular songs by Brumley include "Jesus, Hold My Hand", "Turn Your Radio On", "I'll Meet You in the Morning", and "This World Is Not My Home". According to interviews, Brumley came up with the idea for the song while picking cotton on his father's farm in Rock Island, Oklahoma.[1][3] Brumley says that as he worked he was "humming the old ballad that went like this: 'If I had the wings of an angel, over these prison walls I would fly,' and suddenly it dawned on me that I could use this plot for a gospel-type song."[1] The song Brumley described appears to be "The Prisoner's Song".[4] It was an additional three years later until Brumley worked out the rest of the song, paraphrasing one line from the secular ballad to read, "Like a bird from prison bars has flown" using prison as a metaphor for earthly life.[1] Brumley has stated, "When I wrote it, I had no idea that it would become so universally popular."[1] Other earlier nineteenth century slave songs also contained similar lyrics, stating: "I'll fly away to glory; I'll fly away to my heavenly home, And I'll shout glory."[5]




I'll Fly Away



[Public service announcement:] Thank you, thank you. Thank you Tampa, thank you Florida. Oh. Thank you so much, we've got some friends in the hall tonight, folks from America's Second Harvest of Tampa Bay. America's Second Harvest of Tampa Bay, they collect, they distribute millions of pounds of donated food each year to struggling citizens here in West Central Florida. And their bank, they made a difference in the lives of thousands of working poor folks and homeless folks who are struggling out there. They're good folks out on the frontlines doing God's work. America's Second Harvest of Tampa Bay... Thank you so much for coming out tonight helping us through. We appreciate that.[Spoken intro:] This one's for Dan.Some bright morning when this life is over, I'll fly awayTo that home on God's celestial shore, well I'll fly awayYeah I'll fly away, oh glory, I'll fly awayWhen I die, hallelujah by and by, I'll fly awayLet's goWhen the shadows of this life have gone, now I'll fly awayLike a bird from these prison walls I'll fly away, I'll fly awayYeah I'll fly away, oh glory, I'll fly awayWhen I die, hallelujah by and by, I'll fly awaySister SoozieCome on SteveNew Jersey bluegrassOh how glad and happy when we meet Lord, I'll fly awayNo more cold iron shackles on my feet Lord, I'll fly awayWell I'll fly away, oh glory, I'll fly awayWhen I die, hallelujah by and by, I'll fly awayOne moreI'll fly away, oh glory, I'll fly awayWhen I die, hallelujah by and by, I'll fly awayWhen I die, hallelujah by and by, I'll fly awayWhen I die, hallelujah by and by, I'll fly away


I am looking for a song that I heard. It includes the sampling of "I'll fly away" at the very end. It is a fast paced song that sounds a little blue grass/folksy and is sung by a woman or women... It is not a hymn but I think I remember the lyrics saying about praying or dear Lord.. not sure. I really want to find this song.


He admitted that it wasn't a verse but another song that inspired him while picking cotton on his family farm. He worked on the song for a while after that before he published it. However, Psalm 90:10 does say:The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.


I grew up with this song and learned it at my church. I refer you to Psalm 90:9-12 "For all our days have passed away in Your wrath; we finish our years like a sigh. The days of our lives are seventy years; and if by reason of strength they are eighty years, yet their boast is only labor and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away. Who knows the power of Your anger? For as the fear of You, so is Your wrath. So teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom."You can't get more Biblical than the Word of God, the Bible.


Having Dana run to Mike in her time of need keeps him around (now that the CIA has told him to back off from the Brody/Walker issue) and also gives Jess something to do besides nag Brody (meanwhile Chris just plays video games and watches baseball, totally oblivious that half of his family are murderers). I'm actually torn in trying to decide if this is decent family drama or just filler. There's something very real about how some of it is portrayed, but something so equally ridiculous about it that cancels out into nothingness. I'm glad that Mike got some acknowledgement from Dana about his feelings at having to stay away from the family, though. As pro-Brody as I am, that had to have been extraordinarily difficult for him as well as the kids who had grown so attached to him.


What makes Homeland stand out from other action series or spy shows is the emotionally layered portrayals of Brody and Carrie's inner worlds, which the show has gotten away from a little bit in the last few weeks. Returning to "the cabin" (proverbially) may not have been the best way to rekindle what we already knew was a difficult and doomed relationship, though. But Carrie's speech to Brody was right -- if he was able to bring in Nazir, it would erase all of his prior sins. He would truly be the hero people think he is, and his slate would be wiped clean on all fronts.


Obviously, that's not something that's going to happen now, or maybe ever, but the shock twist at the end of "I'll Fly Away" when Carrie witnessed Roya whisking Brody away in a helicopter where he ended the episode face-to-face with his friend and oppressor Abu Nazir was heart-pounding stuff. Nazir bringing Brody back into the fold is key to continue the dramatic tension, and I have no idea of where things might go from here. But Homeland has raised the stakes at exactly the right time for us to want to stick around to find out, its other issues aside. 041b061a72


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