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Originally Posted by jasond
I just ran into this thread while working on a Bible study for the youth group at my church.
When Saul (soon to become Paul) was chasing down Christians to bring them to Jerusalem where they would be imprisoned, scourged, or killed, he was stopped by a light from heaven.
Acts 9:4 - And he fell to the earth, and heard a voice saying unto him, "Saul, Saul, why persecutist thou me?"
Acts 9:5 - And he said, "Who art thou, Lord?" And the Lord said, "I am Jesus whom thou persecutist: it is hard for thee to kick against the pricks."
Just like the horse that is hurt when it kicks against the pricks of the chariot (placed by the horse's master), Saul was taught that by persecuting those who love Jesus he was actually rebelling against God his Master who is one with Jesus.
So there's the answer to your lyrical question. now you've made me want to hear the song.
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It's one of the best Johnny Cash songs ever. It's on "American IV: The Man Comes Around." The song's lyrics are all bible verses more or less.
In fact, here are the lyrics:
And I heard as it were the noise of thunder
One of the four beasts saying come and see and I saw
And behold a white horse
There's a man going around taking names and he decides
Who to free and who to blame every body won't be treated
Quite the same there will be a golden ladder reaching down
When the man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up at the terror in each
Sip and each sup will you partake of that last offered cup
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the man comes around
CHORUS
Hear the trumpets hear the pipers one hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to a big kettledrum
Voices calling and voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
Its alpha and omegas kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn trees
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn trees
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalom no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chicken's home
The wise man will bow down before the thorn and at his feet
They will cast the golden crowns
When the man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long written down
When the man comes around
CHORUS
Hear the trumpets hear the pipers one hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to a big kettledrum
Voices calling and voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
Its alpha and omegas kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn trees
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn trees
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundred weight and penny pound
When the man comes around
And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts
And I looked and behold, a pale horse
And it's name it said on him was Death
And Hell followed with him.