The praise song included on the Stalkermix, for instance:
In the secret, in the quiet place
In the stillness you are there
In the secret, in the quiet hour I wait,
Only for you.
'Cause I want to know you more.
As a bonus, the version by Sonic Flood (on Stalkermix) includes a half-logical mini-diatribe on how our country was founded on Christian ideals (at least I think that's what it's about). Listening to it in the context of "Every Breath You Take" rather than surrounded by other praise songs, I found the effect chilling: The singer seems like a schizophrenic homeless man you can't quite get away from.
Why would God want that?
But maybe to God we're all schizophrenic homeless men.
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On a fresher note, the Cloud of Unknowing insists that we keep our desire for God a secret. From God.
So at least we'd be excessively polite stalkers.
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