Tikkun Magazine

Songs for July 4 from the Network of Spiritual Progressives

NSP Song

NSP, Join with me, as we transform the world’s reality,

Love and kindness, radical amazement, peace and generosity (2)

Save the planet from environmental crisis, stop wars , torture and poverty,

Let our voices cry out that we have no doubt that love and kindness will triumph, you will see

Our Network of Spiritual Progressives affirms science and spirit both!

Domination replaced by love, gentleness placed above the world of power and of might!

It’s time to end poverty and hunger, around the world and in the U.S. too.

We have enough to share, with humility and care, we care one with all humanity – it’s true!

Don’t let them tell you to “be realistic” in a world full of wars and poverty.

Only fundamental change can prevent a world deranged from destroying us and all the planet too!

The selfishness and greed that surround us lead many to despair that things can change,

Yet we know that people yearn for a world that can turn to love, peace and generosity.


A Shared Blessing after the Meal Has Been Finished

You shall eat, and be satisfied, and then you shall bless (x2) ve’achalta ve’savata uvey’rachta

We ate when we were hungry and now we’re satisfied

We thank the source of blessing for all that S/He provides

Hunger is a yearning in body and soul

Earth, air, fire, water, and spirit makes us whole…

Giving and receiving we open up our hands

From seedtime through harvest, we’re partners with the land…

We share in a vision of wholeness and release

Where every child is nourished and we all live in peace

Loving for the stranger, peace and justice too.

So all the goodness in our lives is shared with others too.

Transformation is our goal, loving is our way,

Humility, joy and gratitude, thank God, every day.


Peace Song


Let everyone ‘neath her vine and fig tree live in peace and unafraid

And into plowshares beat their swords nations shall learn war no more.

Let justice roll down like a mighty stream, affirming goodness is not just a dream,

And we will use all our consciousness to build bridges of love and kindness

I’m going to lay down my sword and spear Down by the Riverside, Study war no more!

I ain’t gonna study war no more (6)  (Then back to Loe Yisah Goy el Goy Cherev)


America the Beautiful

O beautiful for spacious skies for amber waves of grain

For purple mountains majesties above the fruited plain

America America Godshed Her grace on thee

And crown thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea

O beautiful for pilgrim’s feet whose stern impassioned stress

A thoroughfare for freedom beat across the wilderness

America America God mend thine every flaw

Confirm thy soul in self control, thy liberty in law

O beautiful for working folk who forged the wealth we see

In farm and mill, in home & school, unsung in history

America America may race nor sex nor creed

No more divide, but side by side, transform the world, made free


Imagine (Tikkun version)

Imagine there’s all goodness … It’s easy if you try

No Hell below us … Above us only sky

Imagine all the people … Living for today

Imagine there’s no countries … It isn’t hard to do

Nothing to kill or die for … And no oppression too

Imagine all the people … Living life in peace

You, you may say I am a dreamer … But I’m not the only one

I hope someday you’ll join us … And the world will be as one.

Imagine no possessions … I wonder if you can

No need for greed or hunger … A sisterhood of man

Imagine all the people … Sharing all the world…

You, you may say I am a dreamer … But I’m not the only one

I hope someday you’ll join us … And the world will be as one

Imagine love is flowing … No scarcity of care,

Holiness surrounds us … The sacred everywhere

Imagine awe and wonder … Replacing greed and fear

You may say we’re all dreamers, … But we’re not the only ones

TIKKUN and Spirit soaring … And the world will live as one!


We Shall Overcome

We shall overcome (2) We shall overcome someday

Oh, deep in my heart I know that I do believe that we shall overcome some day.

We’ll walk hand in hand….

Blacks and whites together, gays and straights together…..

Israelis and Palestinians, Muslims Jews and Christians….

We will not despair, we are not alone, Spirit is unfolding through us…oh deep in my heart, I know that I do believe, love and justice shall prevail.


This Land Is Your Land

This land is your land, this land is my land

From [the] California to the [Staten] New York Island,

From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf stream waters,

[God blessed America for me.]

As I went walking that ribbon of highway

And saw above me that endless skyway,

And saw below me the golden valley, I said:

This land was made for you and me.

Was a high wall there that tried to stop me

A sign was painted said: Private Property,

But on the back side it didn’t say nothing –

That side was made for you and me.

One bright sunny morning in the shadow of the steeple

By the Relief Office I saw my people –

As they stood hungry, I stood there wondering if

This land was made for you and me.


Ode Yavoe

Ode yavoe shalom aleynu, ode yavoe shalom aleynu, ode yavoe shalom aleynu, ve’al kulam. Shalom, aleynu ve’al kol ha/olam Salaam Shalom


I Ain’t Marching Anymore (by Phil Ochs)


Oh I marched to the battle of New Orleans


At the end of the early British war


The young land started growing


The young blood started flowing

C Am D

But I ain’t marchin’ anymore

For I’ve killed my share of Indians In a thousand different fights

I was there at the Little Big Horn I heard many men lying

I saw many more dying But I ain’t marchin’ anymore

It’s always the old to lead us to the war

C Am D

It’s always the young to fall

Now look at all we’ve won with the sabre and the gun

Tell me is it worth it all

For I stole California from the Mexican land Fought in the bloody Civil War

Yes I even killed my brother And so many others

And I ain’t marchin’ anymore

For I marched to the battles of the German trench

In a war that was bound to end all wars

Oh I must have killed a million men And now they want me back again

But I ain’t marchin’ anymore


For I flew the final mission in the Japanese sky

Set off the mighty mushroom roar When I saw the cities burning

I knew that I was learning That I ain’t marchin’ anymore

Now the labor leader’s screamin’ when they close the missile plants,

United Fruit screams at the Cuban shore, Call it “Peace” or call it “Treason,”

Call it “Love” or call it “Reason,” But I ain’t marchin’ any more.


The New Internationale (traditional melody, words by Rabbi Michael Lerner)

Arise ye prisoners of alienation, arise ye wretched of the earth

For justice calls for liberation, a grand new world in birth

No more racism or sexism shall distort us

Throw homophobia out the door.

The earth we save from destruction

We give priority to the poor.

Tis our love for each other, let God’s spirit fill this place

The international working class can unite the human race

Tis the moment always ready to rebuild the world with love.

And in the place of violence we honor the peaceful dove.


Let There Be Peace on Earth (Sy Miller & Jill Jackson)

Let there be peace on earth, and let it begin with me.

Let there be peace on Earth,

The peace that was meant to be.

With God our Creator, we’re one family.

Let us walk with each other, in perfect harmony.

Let peace begin with me, let this be the moment now.

With ev’ry step I take, let this be my solemn vow:

To take each moment and live each moment

in peace eternally.

Let there be Peace on Earth, and let it begin with me.


The Times They are a Changing

Come gather ’round people

Wherever you roam

And admit that the waters

Around you have grown

And accept it that soon

You’ll be drenched to the bone.

If your time to you

Is worth savin’

Then you better start swimmin’

Or you’ll sink like a stone

For the times they are a-changin’.

Come writers and critics

Who prophesize with your pen

And keep your eyes wide

The chance won’t come again

And don’t speak too soon

For the wheel’s still in spin

And there’s no tellin’ who

That it’s namin’.

For the loser now

Will be later to win

For the times they are a-changin’.

Come senators, congressmen

Please heed the call

Don’t stand in the doorway

Don’t block up the hall

For he that gets hurt

Will be he who has stalled

There’s a battle outside

And it is ragin’.

It’ll soon shake your windows

And rattle your walls

For the times they are a-changin’.

Come mothers and fathers

Throughout the land

And don’t criticize

What you can’t understand

Your sons and your daughters

Are beyond your command

Your old road is

Rapidly agin’.

Please get out of the new one

If you can’t lend your hand

For the times they are a-changin’.

The line it is drawn

The curse it is cast

The slow one now

Will later be fast

As the present now

Will later be past

The order is

Rapidly fadin’.

And the first one now

Will later be last

For the times they are a-changin’.


Changes (by Phil Ochs)

Capo 1st fret

Intro: G/A/D/Em/G/A/F#m/Bm/Em/A/D/Em/A/D

G A D Em

Sit by my side, come as close as the air,

G A F#m

Share in a memory of gray;

Bm Em A D

And wander in my words, dream about the pictures

Em A D

That I play of changes.

Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall

To brown and to yellow they fade.

And then they have to die, trapped within

the circle time parade of changes.

Scenes of my young years were warm in my mind,

Visions of shadows that shine.

‘Til one day I returned and found they were the

Victims of the vines of changes.

The world’s spinning madly, it drifts in the dark

Swings through a hollow of haze,

A race around the stars, a journey through

The universe ablaze with changes.

Moments of magic will glow in the night

All fears of the forest are gone

But when the morning breaks they’re swept away by

Golden drops of dawn, of changes.

Passions will part to a strange melody.

As fires will sometimes burn cold.

Like petals in the wind, we’re puppets to the silver

strings of souls, of changes.

Your tears will be trembling, now we’re somewhere else,

One last cup of wine we will pour

And I’ll kiss you one more time, and leave you on

the rolling river shores of changes.

(repeat first verse)


There but for Fortune (by Phil Ochs)

Intro: G Cm G Cm G Cm

G Cm G Cm

Show me a prison, show me a jail,

G Em Am D

Show me a prisoner whose face has gone pale

Em C Am

And I’ll show you a young man with so many reasons why

Bm G Am D

And there but for fortune, may go you or I

Show me the alley, show me the train,

Show me a hobo who sleeps out in the rain,

And I’ll show you a young man with so many reasons why

There but for fortune, may go you or go I — you and I.

Show me the whiskey stains on the floor,

Show me the dunken man as he stumbles out the door,

And I’ll show you a young man with so many reasons why

There but for fortune, may go you or go I — you and I.

[Extra verse... written by Noel Paul Stookey]

Show me the famine, show me the frail

Eyes with no future that show how we failed

And I’ll show you the children with so many reasons why

There but for fortune, go you or I.

Show me the country where bombs had to fall,

Show me the ruins of buildings once so tall,

And I’ll show you a young land with so many reasons why

There but for fortune, go you or go I — you and I.

You and I,

There but for fortune, go you or go I — you and I.


Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream (by Ed McCurdy)

Last night I had the strangest dream

I’d ever dreamed before.

I dreamed the world had all agreed

To put an end to war.

I dreamed I saw a mighty room

Filled with women and men.

And the paper they were signing said

They’d never fight again.

And when the paper was all signed

And a million copies made,

They all joined hands and bowed their heads

And grateful pray’rs were prayed.

And the people in the streets below

Were dancing ’round and ’round,

While swords and guns and uniforms

Were scattered on the ground.

[repeat first verse]


The Left Hand of God (by Sharon Abreu)

I want to sit at the Left Hand of God. (2 x)

I want to live my life in peace,

Feel anxiety release,

In kindness, compassion and love.

Why would I go anywhere else,

If I knew my way home,

If I knew myself?

I want to sit at the Left Hand of God. (2x)

I’m gonna let the tears flow,

In joy or sadness, let them go,

Let the waters of life be set free.

At the Left Hand of God,

That’s where you’ll find me.

Won’t you join me? (2 x)

As I join with the Divine,

In a New Bottom Line,

I see forgiveness unfold all around me.

And my heart, free from sin,

Begins to let love in.

I find meaning in this life of mine,

Gonna stop and take some time,

Appreciate the grand design.

And sit at the Left Hand of God,

Sit at the Left Hand of God.

Why would I go anywhere else,

If I knew my way home,

If I knew myself?

I’m gonna sit at the Left Hand of God. (2x)

The light of Heaven on my face,

I see the whole human race

Glow with generosity, heal all animosity,

Celebrate civility, embrace sustainability,

Feel the Earth’s pulse beating in our heart,

Hear it singing, “We were never apart.”

And we’ll sit at the Left Hand of God,

We’ll sit at the Left Hand of God.

Why would I go anywhere else,

If I knew my way home,

If I knew myself?

Shalom aleichem, (Tr.: Peace be upon you)

As salaam aleikum, (Tr.: Peace be upon you)

Paz, liebe, libertad, (Tr.: Peace, love, freedom)

Here at the Left Hand of God. (3 x)


It’s Alright Ma (I’m Only Bleeding)

Darkness at the break of noon

Shadows even the silver spoon

The handmade blade, the child’s balloon

Eclipses both the sun and moon

To understand you know too soon

There is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn

Suicide remarks are torn

From the fool’s gold mouthpiece

The hollow horn plays wasted words

Proves to warn

That he not busy being born

Is busy dying.

Temptation’s page flies out the door

You follow, find yourself at war

Watch waterfalls of pity roar

You feel to moan but unlike before

You discover

That you’d just be

One more person crying.

So don’t fear if you hear

A foreign sound to your ear

It’s alright, Ma, I’m only sighing.

As some warn victory, some downfall

Private reasons great or small

Can be seen in the eyes of those that call

To make all that should be killed to crawl

While others say don’t hate nothing at all

Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark

As human gods aim for their mark

Made everything from toy guns that spark

To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark

It’s easy to see without looking too far

That not much

Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates

Teachers teach that knowledge waits

Can lead to hundred-dollar plates

Goodness hides behind its gates

But even the president of the United States

Sometimes must have

To stand naked.

An’ though the rules of the road have been lodged

It’s only people’s games that you got to dodge

And it’s alright, Ma, I can make it.

Advertising signs that con you

Into thinking you’re the one

That can do what’s never been done

That can win what’s never been won

Meantime life outside goes on

All around you.

You lose yourself, you reappear

You suddenly find you got nothing to fear

Alone you stand with nobody near

When a trembling distant voice, unclear

Startles your sleeping ears to hear

That somebody thinks

They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit

Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy

Insure you not to quit

To keep it in your mind and not fergit

That it is not he or she or them or it

That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules

For the wise men and the fools

I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

For them that must obey authority

That they do not respect in any degree

Who despise their jobs, their destinies

Speak jealously of them that are free

Cultivate their flowers to be

Nothing more than something

They invest in.

While some on principles baptized

To strict party platform ties

Social clubs in drag disguise

Outsiders they can freely criticize

Tell nothing except who to idolize

And then say God bless him.

While one who sings with his tongue on fire

Gargles in the rat race choir

Bent out of shape from society’s pliers

Cares not to come up any higher

But rather get you down in the hole

That he’s in.

But I mean no harm nor put fault

On anyone that lives in a vault

But it’s alright, Ma, if I can’t please him.

Old lady judges watch people in pairs

Limited in sex, they dare

To push fake morals, insult and stare

While money doesn’t talk, it swears

Obscenity, who really cares

Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend what they cannot see

With a killer’s pride, security

It blows the minds most bitterly

For them that think death’s honesty

Won’t fall upon them naturally

Life sometimes

Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards

False gods, I scuff

At pettiness which plays so rough

Walk upside-down inside handcuffs

Kick my legs to crash it off

Say okay, I have had enough

What else can you show me?

And if my thought-dreams could be seen

They’d probably put my head in a guillotine

But it’s alright, Ma, it’s life, and life only.


Shalom Chaveyreem

Peace to our friends (all the people of the earth)

Shalom chaveyreem, shalom chaveyreem, shalom chaveyreem, shalom, shalom

le hit-ra-ote le hit rah-oat  shalaom, shalom