With My Maker I Am One

We all know how music can change our mood from sad to happy, and we can find a great depth of comfort from certain songs when we are grieving or feeling lost.

It can also give us strength and hope for a better world that unites us in our humanity. This is what this song does for me.

Eric Bibb has got to be my absolute favourite musician, and song writer. He’s music like none other with few exceptions, can lift my spirit, give me a great hope, and affirm my faith.

I’ve listened to a lot of his music over the years, but until today, I’d not heard this jewel, With My Maker I Am One.

There has been so much talk about the refugee crisis lately in Canada. Much of it is positive, and this is what I choose to focus on, not the divisive chatter that has been happening, especially on line.

I am so happy and proud to live in a small isolated community of people that care enough about their fellow human beings, whether they be local or global neighbours. And I’m so happy to know we have received word this week, that we will be welcoming a family of refugees into our small village within the next three weeks!

After all, that’s said and done.

With my maker I am one.



I am the preacher shoutin out the news
I am the juke stomper playin the blues
I am the Holy Roller givin Jesus my cares
I am the candy man pushin my wares
I am the cowboy brandin my steers
I am the Cherokee brave on the Trail Of Tears
I am the master whip in my hand
I am the slave from a distant land
After all is said an done with my Maker I am One
I am the Okie on a dusty road
I am the banker with the tailor-made clothes
I am the hobo in a cold boxcar
I am the railroad baron with the long cigar
I am the ghetto brother bout to lose his lease
I am the landlord cuttin of the heat
I am the prisoner playin cards
I am the warden lookin out on the yard
After all is said an done with my Maker I am One
I am the doctor savin the sick
I am the junkie gravin a fix
I am the homeless child on streets so mean
I am the movie star on the silver screen
I am the champion at the finish line
I am the beggar holdin up the sign
I am the rookie tryin to make the Hall f Fame
I am the gangster fixin’ the game

when all’s said and done
with my maker
I am one

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