Act Two

The Catechumenate's Theme Song

Children:
This morning, dearest Lord
You've given to your grateful children
To fill with happiness and learning
In the bosom of your love

Teach us to value all you've given
The friends we've made, our teachers blest
Point us on our way to you in heaven
To you we'll fly from this, our earthly nest
(Repeat second stanza)
 

Left Row, Second Pew

Sister Maria:
Left row, second pew
Each day she finds her way to you
When the chores are done and the lessons are through
A key turns in the lock
A hand opens the gate
A girl finds what she's searching for

Left row, second pew
Her gaze lifts past the altar
To a man on the cross
And she cries for His cause
For the briar crown and broken feet
She finds there

Never a day that she hasn't come
Never a time the appointment's been missed
She follows her heart
With all her soul
Her happiness is here
An arm's reach from your cross
She prays

Left row, second pew
Past the fonts and the garlands
The rose stained glass windows
Past the world and its noise
And the saints on the pedestals
She finds you
She finds you
 

Turina's Tirade

Turina Michieli:
We took you in
Not knowing who you were
And where you'd been
We gave you a home, a family, a bed
We were misled!

You were clumsy on your feet
You broke things every week
Lunedi:  It was mama's antique China
Martedi:  Mimmina's most beloved doll
Mercoledi: My pretty vase from Equador
Giovedi:  A hand mirror crashes on the floor, Oh!
And all the other days of the week
One disaster after another!

And this is how you repay me?
This is our thanks for all these years
The broken things and the tears?
You will not go
You will not go
I will make you go!
 

If I Had Known Your Name

Bakhita:
 

What is Self?

St. Magdalen of Canossa:
What is Self?
A maze to get lost in
A space wound tight
Shutting out the light
A soul can get lost
At the cost of the world outside
You find yourself by losing yourself
Service begins when you end

Remember the suffering Christ
The service of His cross
Like Him who wept at the woes of the world
So too must you weep

Remember
The hands that held no scepter
The hands that worked miracles
And held the Kingdom's key
Remember those hands
Touched the leper's face
Washed the beggar's feet
Healed the broken woman's soul
So too must you love
And care for the world
 

Paron Let Your Pain be My Pain

Bakhita:
Paron, let your pain be my pain
Let me suffer by the lash
To know your face
The scourge of my days is past
Yet I would suffer for Your Name
You and I are the same

For when they took me
And bound my feet
When they scourged me
In the desert heat
It was You who suffered the lash
The wound that gushed
Was the one at your side

I kiss your feet

I kiss your feet
The broken soles
Carried my cross
To my Calvary's height
Where everything I loved
Was far from my sight
You called my name
And felt my pain

Paron, which other god or master
Would do what you've done?
Which general or king
Would bind my broken bones?

They cast the stone
And you took the blow
They tore my flesh
And your blood flowed with mine

Paron, my king with no throne
When everything was lost
It was You I found

Paron, the master who unbinds my feet
Frees me from my chains
Paron, who liberates my soul
The truest master I have ever known!
 

Apocalypse

Townspeople:
The world is coming to an end
A new apocalypse
Warriors flying in the sky
In vehicles of mass destruction
The signs are clear
The end is drawing near
 

Montage

Bakhita's tribe:
The dead are never dead
They are in everything

Slaves:
Sudan heartland home
These shackles turn you away

Overseer:
50 lashes on your back

Turkish General's Wife:
You have pierced my heart
I will pierce your skin
I will pierce your skin

Bakhita's tribe:
Roar of thunder

Turkish General:
Mohammed, my armies are dead
Your empire is crumbling

Bakhita's tribe:  
Rhyme of Rain!

Legnani:
But there are lashes in your heart
Much too deep to disguise

Bakhita's tribe:
In the firebrand that flames

All:
The dead are never dead
They are in everything
Roar of wind that shakes the plains
Clap of thunder, rhyme of rain
In the firebrand that flames, Bakhita
In the firebrand that flames!
 

Happy Golden Jubilee

Townspeople:
Happy Golden Jubilee, Sister Bakhita
Blessed Anniversary Mother Moretta
For 50 years you've served the Lord
With all the goodness in your soul
So now we say thank you, thank you
Thank you from the bottom of our hearts

Woman 1:
Thank you for the hot piping dishes in the winter

Woman 2:
For the cheerful smile you have for us at the gate

Woman 3:
For the beautiful vestments you embroider

Woman 4:
And for this heartfelt prayer that you wrote
When you first became a nun, Remember?

O dear Lord, how good you are
Could I but fly to Africa
And proclaim aloud to all my people
Your goodness to me
How many souls would hear my voice
And turn to you!
Grant, O Lord, that they too may know and love you!
Thank you!!!

Townspeople:
Happy Golden Jubilee, Sister Bakhita
Blessed Anniversary Mother Moretta
For 50 years you've served the Lord
With all the goodness in your soul
So now we say thank you, thank you
Thank you, from the bottom of our hearts!
 

Jesus Loves Little Children

Bakhita:
Jesus loves little children
Yes He does, yes He does
Jesus loves little children
Just like you and me

He wants to make us happy
He listens to our prayer
Jesus loves little children
Just like you - and me

Forgiveness

Bakhita:

Everyone is broken
Everyone has scars
Dreams die
Though we steal them from the stars

But scars can heal
If you forgive the wound
So that living in this world
You find the stars

Forgiveness makes us dream new dreams
When the old ones have turned to dust
"Forgive them for they know not what they do."
We can. We must.

Yes, scars can heal
If you forgive the wound
So that living in this world -
You find stars!

Finale (Now I See Your Face)

Bakhita:
Now I see your face
At last I know what love is
And as I see your face
All that I lost, I have found
I feel so safe and sound
Warm in your embrace
Now that I've seen your face

My God! My dearest Jesus!

Cast:
You are the stars that guide me home
Yes, you are the light
So take away the night
Take away the shadows
That have kept you from my sight
Lord you are wind
So give me wings to fly up home

Bakhita:
Where love is, where God is

Cast:
Home where you are waiting
For me!

Now I see your face
At last I know what love is
Home is where I found my God
Waiting for me

Now I see your face
At last I know what love is
Home is where I found my God
Waiting for me!
 
 

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