Currently Listening Wide-Eyed and Mystified By Downhere see related

I'm not alone. I really believe,
You never go, You never leave
Here and now, You always stay
“I love you” could not be said a better way

It's everything You've promised
There's no greater love than this
From prophets until today
A man laying down His life for His friends
Your sacrifice has spoken, You gave everything
And “I love you” could not be said
A better way

I am forgiven, I clearly see
It's why You came to do all you did for me
Trading earth with heaven, You took my place
“I love you” could not be said
A better way

Because You redeem, I know what's to come
Everything I could lose here, You've already won
So You have my surrender, with passion obey
“I love you” could not be said
A better way

Currently Listening Downhere see related

            Well, the poet is stuck in the mud

  And the dreamer is finding his way home from the stars

            And the visionary’s watching his feet,

          Because the sentimental fool is numb again.

                        Simple hand; Simple eye

                     Nothing to write home about

                   The artist chisels at the stone

         Curious, the child tugs the fingers of the bigger

              He wants to see the face that is his own.

                                 He’s not alone

          Lord, help me be the one You’re making me.

         Lord, help me see the one You’re making me

                     The one You’re making me.

               Well, we push it off and pull Him in

              We fist His lips and we kick His shin

             We post a sign, turn and throttle away

      And we barely listen to a single word he has to say.

                        By His eye, a tendril fell

                   He cast a word, but not a spell

                     “It’s all tied up…. It’s all done”

        I was a cancer; but you have made me a son.

          Lord, help me be the one You’re making me.

         Lord, help me see the one You’re making me

                      The one You’re making me.

                  I feel the wild whims of the wicked

               As I wonder whether ashes burn twice

              Or these thoughts be put under a fire

             To be burned as I have seldom learned

                    From the whisper of His will

                         While I am standing still

                       And the night fell fast

                 I crashed and blast my prayers

                   like through a megaphone

              Aimed all my feelings at the ceiling

                Cause I want to know who I am

                   And if I really have a home

        Lord, help me be the one You’re making me.

       Lord, help me see the one You’re making me

                    The one You’re making me.

                   The one You’re making me.

Shallow capacity

is bearing all I see

and I know

It's disease, it's loss, it's death knocking at my door
I click these thoughts to something else, something more.

I'm so blue, you're so blue.

Detached harmonies

all the airways scream dissonance

We're so blue, so blue.

See the world spinning round
A sucking hole that souls go down
Embrace the sorrow of today because repentance finds a way
Only His blood can heal our wounds
Only His blood can heal our wounds
And if repentance finds a way, what's left today to be.….blue?

A final symphony,
The precipice too close, you're scaring me -- back away
Sin is real, it doesn't feel, It always, only always, steals.
Run to the cross the only joy that's real.

so blue

The walls are all surrounding                                                                                    What's behind the paint?                                                                                              I put up all my hangings,
 But do they hide the stains?
All the pictures on the paper                                                                                     Never changed the way I look inside
I'm surfacing to the light


                                 Walls
                       peeling around me
                            Crumbling
                                Falling
                      Can't hold them up
                                 
                                  Walls
                        peeling around me
                    We're standing so proudly
              Can't hold them up to Your light


The truth is now likening
The rich to the beggars
A name is just a name
When you're powerless and pained
And shalom's far away
See, the mighty walls will tremble
With nothing left to keep this front alive
Held up to the light


                                  Walls
                     all crumble around me
                               Tumbling
                                 Falling
                       Can't hold them up
                        As hard as I try

     Walls, peeling around me
             And you see through the proudest
                         And I can't hold them up to Your light
                                          

                 Held to the light

In my life all the strife is getting in the way
Frankly I did not plan on getting hurt today
From Your chair in the clouds
Benevolent are Your ways

While the beggar bleeds, the children play
Everyone wants to know why
Isn't it always the question?
How do You know my condition?

You came down to me to know what it's like
To know what it's like to hurt
You came down to me to know what it's like
To know just what it's like to

Be me, to be us
(To be one with the dust and to be lost)
(To be one with the dust and to be lost... to be found)

In the wake of the last decades and centuries past
Who's to blame for this mess?
And who's gonna take the rap?
We're quick to judge and discard
A God who lets you choose whom and what to love

Isn't it always the question?
Do You really know my position?

You know what it's like to thirst, to bleed
You know what it's like