Feel the force beneath the Earth. We were separated at birth. Now there's one more thing to be done. We don't need to be on the run. . We don't need to be on the run.
Well, I got your invitation. But it never crossed my mind. Your casual obliteration. Would cross the line. . On a rainy day highway. And the melancholy got on.
Another day, another fight. It always feels like an uphill climb. Another step, another mile. The story of your life. . Its harder than you ever thought.
You name me, who am I?. That I should company with something so divine?. Mercy waits, overjoyed prospect of finding, freeing. Freeing me. . Love is the thing this time I'm sure.
I wasted a rescue, abandoned the mission. I failed by my own hand and watched it all go wrong. You say you could save me, that I couldn't save myself.
O come and mourn with me awhile. O come near to the Savior's side. O come together, let us mourn. Jesus our Lord is crucified. . Seven times He spoke.
I'm a fair weather friend, I'm a colorless view. But I'm willin' to make a deal. If you think you can make some faith here inside. I'll drive off and marry you.
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand. And cast a wishful eye. To Canaan's fair and happy land. Where my possessions lie. . All o'er those wide extended plains.
Oh, my God, look around this place. Your fingers reach around the bone. You set the break and set the tone. Flights of grace and future falls. In present pain, all fools say, "Oh, my God".
O little town of Bethlehem. How still we see thee lie. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep. The silent stars go by. Yet in thy dark streets shineth. The everlasting Light.
O Come & Mourn With Me Awhile (Our Lord Is Crucified). . Words by Frederick W. Faber Music by Eric Ashley. . O Come and Mourn with me awhile. O come near to the Savior's side.
I got a. Fresh start and I'm on a mission. To draw a sketch of the place I call my home. In colors rarely used before. Bling bling in a crowded bus stop.
as far as the eye can see heat is rising off the sand. somewhere out on this holy land time once. was held in their hands. but it bleeds now down the mountain red to the river.
Lookin' from a window above, it's like a story of love. Can you hear me?. Came back only yesterday, moving further away. Won't you need me?. . All I needed was the lov, you gave.
I had the key to heaven when we married. And for a while I brought you happiness. But now your love for me is dead and buried. And every night you share another's kiss.
"The cross of our Lord Jesus Christ." Galatians 6:14. . Courtesy of Old Rugged Cross Historical Museum. Words & Music: George Bennard, 1913 (MIDI, score)..
Sometimes in fond mem'ry my thoughts go back to the old country church. That I attened as a boy. You know it's kinda funny how we cling to old bygone days and bygone places isn't it.
One Chance, just one chance. Could be all that we've got. One Chance, just one chance. To make things right. . Mary thought she had it all. With her high flying job.
Dont let go, said the leaf to the tree,. I dont know myself without you here with me.. . But as she let me go, I knew. Our shining season now was through.