He rode His wagon into town. A gaudy spectacle. And every gray November brought Him there. Always entertaining, prestidigitating. Pulling rabbits from thin air.
Hear a newborn baby cry. Hear the farmers pray for rain. One more soldier gives his life. A homeless man begs for change. But change won't come easily.
I can't feel You movin' inside. I don't hear Your voice whisperin' in the night. And I've never seen You with these eyes. Am I a fool, am I just a fool?.
Every day is a journal page. Every man holds a quill and ink. And there's plenty of room for writing in. All we do is believe and think. . So will you compose a curse.
Love, how did I find you?. Was I even breathing before I knew your name?. Who could ever have planned this?. Arranged the whole planet to all turn out this way?.
So go ahead and ask her. For happy ever after. 'Cause nobody knows what's coming. So why not take a chance on loving?. . Come on, pour the glass and tempt me.
Joy to the World , the Lord is come!. Let earth receive her King;. Let every heart prepare Him room,. And Heaven and nature sing,. And Heaven and nature sing,.
It came upon the midnight clear. That glorious song of old. From Angels playing near the earth. To touch their harps of gold. . Peace on the earth could will two men.
Was I the only one to notice. That human nature doesn't work that way?. They tell me if I look deep inside me. That I can find my own way. . I only find a rebel and a fool there.
I've come to my senses. How did I get so far from home. The lies dissipating. Revealing I'm so alone. . And I remember now how strong love can be. And I wonder how did I ever leave.
Here come those eyes. There goes my ability to breathe. Those legs are walking her to me. . Well, tell me I ain't dreaming. . Here comes that smile. I can't even move, can't even blink.
Hark the herald angels sing. Glory to the newborn King. Peace on earth and mercy mild. God and sinners reconciled. . Joyful, all ye nations rise. Join the triumph of the skies.
A purple sky to close the day. I wade the surf where dolphins play. The taste of salt, the dance of waves. And my soul wells up with hallelujahs. . A lightning flash, my pounding heart.
God rest ye merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay. Remember Christ our Savior was born on Christmas Day. To save us all from Satan's power when we were gone astray.
There is a candle in every soul. Some brightly burning, some dark and cold. And there is a spirit who brings a fire. Ignites a candle and makes his home.
Looked out my window last night. From my pillow and I. Saw the willow weepin' a causal sigh. . Man in the moon looked rather. Sad and confused as if he'd.
Lazy summer afternoon. Screened-in porch and nothin' to do. I just kicked off my tennis shoes. . Slouchin' in a plastic chair. Rakin' my fingers through my hair.
You think I'd have it down by now. Been practicin' for thirty years. I should have walked a thousand miles. So what am I still doin' here, yeah. Reachin' out for that same old piece of forbidden fruit.
Circle up, circle up around the throne. Old and young, saints of every history. Great and small angels are and seraphim. Grab a hand, twirl a dance, circle up and worship Him.
[Chris Richardson]. mhhhhhhh. Walk a thousand miles. Just to see her (see her). But she's far far away. And I'd do anything just to see her face. But she's far far away.