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<\/a><\/p>\nBy the time I wrote this I was making a point of trying to make my songs different from each other. I thus started this on a Bb major seventh chord, making for a rather difficult song to play on an acoustic guitar. (Guitars and most stringed instruments prefer sharp keys; flat keys are packed with hard-on-the-fingers bar chords and difficult notes on violins and violas as open strings are eliminated.) I also went for a mellow jazz flavor. I intentionally jumped the octave and inserted a transitional chord at the end of the second verse into the first bridge, and then specifically did not do so when the third verse goes into the second bridge, both times to create surprise. I admit that I stumbled into the extra couplet and the diminished seventh chord on the last verse, pushing the end of the verse up an octave and increasing the build–but this isn’t supposed to be a songwriting instructional, just memories about the song.<\/p>\n
As to that, I don’t have many. We never included it in the repertoire of any band, and because of the bar chords I don’t often do it in solo appearances. I remember struggling with the lyrics in the second bridge–I wanted it to say that if I asked Him to change my days to bring joy He would change my ways, but I couldn’t get that and had to say the reverse.<\/p>\n
This midi-instrument recording<\/a> is the one on which I based my decisions. When I was trying to find a copy to upload I stumbled on this live recording<\/a> from a late December 2014 Sunday morning appearance at the Silverlake Community Church using a borrowed acoustic guitar, complete with introductory comments.<\/p>\n My Life to You<\/i><\/b><\/font>.<\/p>\n So here are the words:<\/p>\n When I was young I went to Sunday School, Now I’ve grown, and I am wise indeed: I just can’t seem to see, or understand, Then when finally I saw my sin, If I would say to You, rearrange my ways, Will I say with my dying breath, Someday I’ve got to give my life to you.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n I can only hope you benefit from the song in some way. I will continue with additional songs in the future.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/p>\n *****<\/p>\n Previous web log song posts:<\/p>\n #301: The Song “Holocaust”<\/a><\/i> | #307: The Song “Time Bomb”<\/a><\/i> | #311: The Song “Passing Through the Portal”<\/a><\/i> | #314: The Song “Walkin’ In the Woods”<\/a><\/i> | #317: The Song “That’s When I’ll Believe”<\/a><\/i> | #320: The Song “Free”<\/a><\/i> | #322: The Song “Voices”<\/a><\/i> | #326: The Song “Mountain, Mountain”<\/a><\/i> | #328: The Song “Still Small Voice”<\/i><\/a> | #334: The Song “Convinced”<\/a><\/i> | #337: The Song “Selfish Love”<\/a><\/i> | #340: The Song “A Man Like Paul”<\/a><\/i> | #341: The Song “Joined Together”<\/a><\/i> | #346: The Song “If We Don’t Tell Them”<\/a><\/i> | #349: The Song “I Can’t Resist You’re Love”<\/a><\/i> | #353: The Song “I Use to Think”<\/a><\/i> | #356: The Song “God Said It Is Good”<\/a><\/i> <\/p>\n Next song: #366: The Song “Sometimes”<\/a><\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" This is mark Joseph “young” blog entry #362, on the subject of The Song “My Life to You”. This is the eighteenth song on the list, written during the 1977-78 school year in the study of our Landmark Lane apartment in Rockport, Massachusetts. It is one of my youngest son’s favorites (I think he likes … Continue reading #362: The Song “My Life to You”<\/span>
\nAnd there I learned about the Golden Rule:
\nDo what you want men to do to you;
\nBut I found that too hard to do,
\nSo I thought I would write my own:
\nNow I do what I don’t condone.
\nIt seems that I am rotten through and through.
\nSomeday I’ve got to give my life to You.<\/p>\n
\nI know love is what we really need.
\nLove will bring us to a peaceful state,
\nBut my own life is full of hate.
\nI am striving to work my will.
\nLove means serving, I know, but still
\nI keep on doing what I want to do.
\nSomeday I’ve got to give my life to You.<\/p>\n
\nNo matter how hard I try,
\nIf I make You my king, you’ve wonders planned.
\nThat’s why You came to die.<\/p>\n
\nI tried to change me from the outside in.
\nI tried to go ways I couldn’t go;
\nI tried to show love I didn’t know.
\nNow I’m learning beyond a doubt:
\nMan must change from the inside out,
\nAnd that’s what You say You want to do.
\nSomeday I’ve got to give my life to you.<\/p>\n
\nAnd make You my sovereign king,
\nThen this is what You’d do, You would change my days,
\nAnd oh, what joy you’d bring.<\/p>\n
\n“Give me freedom, or give me death”?
\nWill I keep on ignoring you,
\nDoing just what I want to do?
\nWill I keep going my own way?
\nWhen I’m dying, what will I say?
\nI’ve been dying for many years;
\nI’ve been crying, You’ve seen my tears.
\nJesus, You make all things new;
\nSomeday I’ve got to give my life to you.<\/p>\n