Do you see me?. The questions in her eyes. Do you relate to the pain I cant disguise?. Oh, look beyond what you see. The outside is not all there is. .
It's like a diamond ring. It's a precious thing. And we never wanna lose it. It's like a favorite song. That we love to sing. Every time we hear the music.
Words and Music by Geoff Bullock. . Verse 1. We behold the Lamb of God,. Risen for the sins of man,. And we behold Him,. In majesty,. We behold the Lamb of God..
(Rebecca Lynn Howard/Carl Jackson). . The night is filled with questions. The darkness takes its toll. Why did we take love for granted. How could we lose control.
Yesterday, mid-afternoon. My thoughts kept turning back to You. In my mind, You'd flood my head. With echoes of the things You said. . Hey, I cannot explain.
The night is filled with questions. The darkness takes its toll. Why did we take love for granted?. How could we lose control?. . And I wonder as I lie here.
I always wanted to be free. Til I was bound and then. I always wanted my own way. Til I saw that I find my life. When I lose it. . You make me come alive.
Kick your shoes off and stay a while. Want to hear you scream, want to see you smile. Want to give you everything that you came here for. A rockin' time and a banging band.
I cannot tell you all the reasons why. Jesus in His wisdom took an interest in my life. It must be endless the boundaries of His grace. For He is patient with us and worthy to be praised.
Every mountain I had to climb. Every river I had to swim. Every desert that I crossed. Brought me one step closer to him. And this incredible love we're in.
I WANTED TO WRITE A SONG FOR YOU. SO I STARTED OUT WITH A NOTE OR TWO. AND I SANG BABY I LOVE YOU. BUT THEY ALL JUST SEEMED LIKE HOLLOW WORDS. NO MEANING THINGS I'VE ALREADY HEARD.
Above all powers, above of kings. Above all nature and all created things. Above all wisdom and all the ways of man. You were here before the world began.
From the pocket of an honest preacher. To the empty hand of a homeless bum. To the cash drawer at the liquor store. Where he bought a pint of rum. . To the bank clerk who past me off.
I'm feeling like the eagle that rises. Flies above the earth and it's troubles. Oh yes he knows that there are valleys below. But under His wings there's a stronger power.
The Wysteria vines were climbin'. Every sunset was a watercolor,. The promise of a perfect summer. A blue eyed boy with a red TransAm.. We spent hours on his hood just laughing.
Jesus I love You, my Lord, my Life. Where would I be without You?. Here in the quiet, the still, the night. I am in awe of You. . Trials may come and friends they may go.
(Rebecca Lynn Howard/Kim Williams). . Well I washed my Mustang just last nigt. Filled the tank full of freedom. I've been waiting on eighteen,eighteen years.
I was raised in the hills of Kentucky. I grew up in L.A.. From different sides of the country. Every time we heard music play. We were learning our language.
Power thunder, lightning bolts. Rushing wind, a waterfall. Babies' cry a mother's tears. Humming river, rustling leaves. . He's calling loud and clearly.
Softly and tenderly, Jesus is calling. Calling for you and for me. See, on the portals he's waiting and watching. Watching for you and for me. . Come home, come home.