From the recording White Linen
This song describes the Church as living stones from Genesis to Revelation
Lyrics
A Stone for His Pillow © ©1978 Charles Ellsworth Smith
Jacob was sleeping a stone for his pillow
When dreaming revealed the word of the Lord
He picked up the stone and erected a pillar
Poured upon oil and called it Bethel
Many years hence to a man named Jesse
A Shepherd boy was anointed a King
Samuel poured oil in the place called Bethlehem
But now had become the house of bread
Bethlehem, Bethlehem scene of the innocent
Slaughter of babies and Rachael’s tears
Bethlehem, Bethlehem stirred by a vision
Finally gave birth oh the price of your love
We are stones in the city awaiting his coming
The people are sleeping the rocks crieth out
We are stones in the city descending from heaven
The King of creation in swaddling clothes
Hail, Hail, Hail to the King
Hail, Hail to the King
Jesus O Jesus you stand on the hillside
The multitude hungry should you send them away
Five loaves two fishes you feed your disciples
And they in turn give this bread to the crowd
You are the living bread from heaven
The stumbling stone, the rock of offense
You were revealed in the bred breaking
How our hearts break within us O Lamb of God
Lamb, Lamb, Lamb of God
Foundation stone living bread
With palm branches waving the children come running
He rides on a donkey so shortly to die
Forgive them my Father they know not what they do
They wrap Him in grave clothes and roll shut the stone
Hail, Hail, Hail to the King. Hail, Hail to the King
O fairest Lord Jesus you’ve done the impossible
Faithful and true You have broken death’s cords
The singing of angels resounds in the heavens
But your creation still groans in travail
Why stand you men gazing up into heaven
This same Jesus who has been caught up
Shall come again in the very same manner
Even so come quickly Lord Jesus my friend
The Bride, the Bride has made herself ready
The Bride has made herself ready
I will show you the bride the Lamb’s wife come hither
He carried me up to a great high mountain
And showed me the city the Holy Jerusalem
Descending from heaven with the Glory of God
And her light was like a stone most precious
Even like Jasper clear as crystal
On walls of salvation were written her children
And through her gates come the sounds of her love
Bethlehem, Bethlehem scene of the innocent
Slaughter of babies and Rachael’s tears
Bethlehem, Bethlehem stirred by a vision
Finally gave birth oh the price of your love
Hail, Hail, Hail to the King. Hail, Hail to the King (2x)
The Bride the Bride has made herself ready
The Bride has made herself ready