Out Where the Wild Wind Blows

There was never a time as a student at St. Mary’s that I thought I would write a song in praise of nuns, but here it is. I was one of 54 kids in one classroom. The school was built in 1905. Hot in the summer, and cold in the winter. No wonder some of the sisters were off their rocker. All in all, I guess I was the better for it. Phil Amalong and I wrote this song to have it used in the museum commemorating the Sisters of Providence. In 1840, Saint Mother Theodore Guerin of Brittany, France boarded a ship with five nuns and set sail for America, settling in the wilderness of Indiana, “out where the wild wind blows.” Indiana was a wild and wooly place then, but the nuns prevailed and started the order of the Sisters of Providence of Saint Mary-of-the-Woods, and built schools, hospitals and orphanages. They were brave people, filled with purpose.

Out Where the Wild Wind Blows
Phil Amalong and Rick Lisak

Sisters, let’s pray together,
Give thanks to the Lord,
For this journey we are taking
To spread the glory of His word.
Our ship is weighing anchor,
Across the water we will go.
To a place called Indiana
Out where the wild wind blows.

For God we will leave this shoreline,
And valleys of green and gold.
We’ll say goodbye to the ones we love
To live where the wild wind blows.

God gives us the bright new morning,
And the sound of the night bird song.
He’s our bread when we are hungry.
He’s the wine that makes us strong.

For God we will leave this shoreline,
And valleys of green and gold.
We’ll say goodbye to the ones we love
To live where the wild wind blows.

So fear not, oh my sisters,
Tobear the cross we’re bound to know.
For our Lord will be with us
Out where the wild winds blow.

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