By Michael L. Alumbaugh © February 11, 2015
Ever want sometime way down deep inside? I mean, you don't tell a single person, yet your heart cries out for it from deep within your soul.
You pray and wait. And, then, wait and pray. The heavens seem as brass. No answer comes, so you keep crying out from the anguish of your innermost being. THAT is what is called "your hearts desire." You feel like giving up.
Then, when hope seems lost, the answer comes. That cavernous emptiness is suddenly filled as if from a fountain of life filling it with living water. And it is. Then, the praises resound! Not some hands folded pious reserved yippee, but the mountains ring from shouts of praise!
Psalm 37:4-6 reads: "Delight yourself in the LORD, and he will give you the desires of your heart. Commit your way to the LORD; trust in him, and he will act. He will bring forth your righteousness as the light, and your justice as the noonday."
Now we like to intervene, but it doesn't work that way. Delight in Him! Commit your ways to Him! He will bring it to pass. Need patience? Gain wait. This song is about waiting. (4:30)
She could dance and she could twirl
And sing.
Oh, how she could sing!
She was just a simple girl.
A wife and mother was the world
She dreamed.
In her soul she dreamed.
There upon a moonlit night
Gazing at the stars so bright
She’d pray . . . and sing.
Jackie was a man of men.
He could play the mandolin.
It’d sing.
He could make it sing!
Jackie, he had fiery hair,
A loving smile and a gift so rare;
A ring,
A golden diamond ring.
There upon a moonlit night
Underneath the stars so bright
He’d play . . . and sing.
Chorus: “Hey, Ho, old moon glow.
Where’s the girl who’ll make my heart
To sing?
Who’ll make my heart to sing?”
“Hey, Ho, old moon glow.
Where’s the girl to fill my soul
And ring?
Who will wear my ring?”
There upon a moonlit night
Gazing at the stars so bright
He played . . . and dreamed.
Summer soon turned into Fall
And every night you’d hear the call
They’d bring.
It made the mountains ring.
Then one night an autumn wind
Gently carried off their hymns
And then . . .
A stillness settled in.
There upon a moonlit night
Heavenward their songs took flight,
. . . Soaring with the wind.
Instrumental Bridge
Winter snows were gone at last.
Breezes thawed the mountain pass.
T’was spring.
Winter turned to spring.
Jenny, on a star filled night,
Wondered at a heavenly sight,
A ring,
The moon, it wore a ring.
There upon a moonlit night
Gazing at the stars so bright
Her soul . . . began to sing!
Now Jackie played his mandolin
And called upon the moon again
To bring . . .
Hope for him to bring.
Suddenly, her Song so fair,
Lifted him, it filled the air.
“Heart sing!”
It caused his heart to sing!
There upon a moonlit night
Gazing at the stars so bright
He began . . . to play and sing.
Chorus: “Hey, Ho, old moon glow.
That’s the girl who makes my heart
To sing!
She’s made my heart to sing!”
“Hey, Ho, old moon glow.
That’s the girl who fills my soul
And ring!
She will wear my ring!”
There upon a moonlit night
They held each other, oh so tight,
And dreamed!
There upon that moonlit night
They held each other, oh so tight,
And dreamed . . . How they dreamed!
