LYRICAL GEM LUCKY NO.7 – “I’ll Rise” by Ben Harper

I heard this song off my iTunes this morning while I was getting ready.  It’s an old favorite from college.  And I love it.  I love Ben Harper, I love this song, it’s just love, love all around ;0)

No seriously though, this song has helped me through more dark times than I could possibly ever hope to remember, even with all the journals I’ve written.  It’s beautiful and it’s about good overcoming evil and I just don’t know that there’s anything better than that.  Hope you enjoy:

You may write me down in history, with your bitter twisted lies;

You may tread me down in this very dirt, and still like the dust I’ll rise.

Does my happiness upset you, why are you beset with gloom;

‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got an oil well, pumping in my living room?

So you may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes;

And I’ll rise, I’ll rise, I’ll rise, rise, rise.

Out of the shacks of history’s shame, up from a past rooted in pain;

I’ll rise, I’ll rise, I’ll rise, rise, rise.

Now did you want to see me broken, bowed head and lowered eyes;

Shoulders fallen down like teardrops, weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my confidence upset you, don’t you take it awful hard;

‘Cause I walk like I’ve got a diamond mind, breaking up in my front yard?

So you may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes;

And I’ll rise, I’ll rise, I’ll rise, rise, rise.

Out of the shacks of history’s shame, up from a past rooted in pain,

I’ll rise, I’ll rise, I’ll rise, rise, rise.

So you may write me down in history, with your bitter twisted lies;

You may tread me down in this very dirt, and still like the dust I’ll rise.

Does my happiness upset you, why are you beset with gloom;

‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got a goldmine, digging up in my living room?

You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes;

And I’ll rise, I’ll rise, I’ll rise, rise, rise.

Out of the shacks of history’s shame, up from a past rooted in pain;

I’ll rise, I’ll rise, I’ll rise, yes I’ll rise.

You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes;

And I’ll rise, I’ll rise, I’ll rise, rise, rise.

Out of the shacks of history’s shame, up from a past rooted in pain;

I’ll rise, I’ll rise, I’ll rise, rise, rise.

I’m gonna rise, I’ll rise, I’ll rise, rise, rise.

I’ll rise, I’ll rise, I’ll rise, rise, rise.

“I’ll Rise” by Ben Harper

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