I guess you can stay down in that pit if you want to But I'm ready to start crawlin' out of mine I know it's easy to get comfortable here Seems like
What is past is past What is done is over I will not go back and relive what's best forgotten I can't say why Why healing is so painful Why is takes
If I had my way, I must admit If I called every play of the game I'd pray for good times, blue ky and sunshine And I'd avoid with a passion any pain
Smile, make 'em think you're happy Lie, and say that things are fine And hide that empty longing that you feel Don't ever show it Just keep your heart
Almighty, most Holy God Faithful through the ages Almighty, most Holy God Glorious, Almighty God The beasts of the field, the birds of the air Are silent
I want to serve You with my whole heart Feed the passion with You love You have promised me that You'll be faithful That should be enough?that is enough
We work the field of souls Together you and I Some fields are blooming now Other fields are dry We are not the same But differences aside We will work
Lord, God, when I consider the heavens And the work of Your hand, what is man That You are mindful of him Lord God, when I consider the moon and the
So we've grown in the knowledge of the truth Lotta channels on TV?people talking about You Big guns?big opinions?big ideas "Congratulations?look at us
I'm trying hard not to think you unkind But Heavenly Father If you know my heart Surely you can read my mind Good people underneath the sea of grief
Somewhere in the world today A little girl will go out ot play All dressed up in mama's clothes At least the way that I suppose it goes Somewhere in
Grace keeps giving me things I don't deserve Mercy keeps withholding things I do Words that seldom fail me Leave me looking for the words To express
Something in this world's gonna humble you It's gonna shake your heart Gonna get your attention No matter who you are Before your life is through There
Steal me away, steal me away From the devils and the dealers Who never satisfy me Steal me away, steal me away And wrap me in Your arms where nothing
The best is yet to come Still this is not all bad everyday there's something to be thankful for A reason to be glad You are not along And here's something
There are watercolour ponies On my refrigerater door And the shape of something I don't really recognize Drawn by careful little fingers And put proudly
Well it was battered and scared, And the auctioneer felt it was hardly worth his while, To waste much time on the old violin but he held it up with a
Would I know You now if You walked into the room If you stilled the crowd, iIf You light dispelled the gloom And if I saw Your wounds--Touched Your thorn
