February 15, 2004

canopies of grace

more of those
wishy-washy
frothy-fluffy lyrics
that can't hold any meat...

THE ONE THING*

drive away the cold from this winter soul
and renew your spirit in me
let the rain fall sweet from your mercy seat
and remind me that you never will forget
to wash away the bitter in the end...

cause we all reach for something
don't we--don't we?
we do
live and breathe this one thing
don't we--don't we?
we do

and I know you're there just beyond this prayer
and I believe you silent as you are
and this emptiness is not purposeless
it's only thirst compelling us to drink
only questions find the answers that we seek

every atom in me waits -- every breath anticipates
still, if this is what it takes I'll sit right here with you...

___________________________

THE RAINY DAYS**

looks like rain
fell off the horse again
and I curse the selfish pride that came before

feels like rain
this melancholy mood I'm in
as I watch the empty glass that's landing on the floor

sweet Jesus, hold us when we're hurting
and lost, let us find your way

cause we all feel the pain
we're all waiting for the day
while the here and now keeps dragging on
and we all hide away
under canopies of grace
to keep us on the rainy days
they will keep us on the rainy days

looks like rain
can't find my faith again
and I'm sure I had it not an hour ago

feels like rain
I'm falling sideways with the wind
all the while believing I am not alone

sweet Jesus, hold us when we're hurting
and lost, let us find your way...

________________________
* Brad O'Donnell / Paul Alan
** Paul Alan

Posted by joydriven at February 15, 2004 06:03 AM | TrackBack
Comments

and people wonder why right after the music goes downhill in a church the theology does as well.

Posted by: hill at February 18, 2004 02:57 PM

I kind of like Sandra McCracken's wishy-washy:

"The image of God invisible
Firstborn of all life
Before and within
He holds it all in
One Lord, one faith, one Christ

Chorus:
"No one is good enough
To save himself
Awake my soul tonight
To boast nothing else

"I trust no other source or name
Nowhere else can I hide
This grace gives me fear
And this grace draws me near
All that it asks it provides"

Posted by: Jonathan at February 18, 2004 06:15 PM
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