Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Monday, December 29, 2008
mmm.... poetry
Ok... so I was just listening to Pandora radio (which I highly recommend to all of your enjoyment by the way) and was totally floored by a few lines from a song by Jars of Clay that I had never heard. I got online and found the lyrics... and thought... man... Bud has GOT to see this.... but he's not on so... you all get to share this moment. Check it out:
Oh refuge of my hardened heart
Oh fast pursuing lover come
As angels dance 'round Your throne
My life by captured fare You own
Not silhouette of trodden faith
Nor death shall not my steps be guide
I'll pirouette upon mine grave
For in Your path I'll run and hide
Chorus:
Oh gaze of love so melt my pride
That I may in Your house but kneel
And in my brokenness to cry
Spring worship unto Thee
When beauty breaks the spell of pain
The bludgeoned heart shall burst in vain
But not when love be pointed king
And truth shall Thee forever reign
[Chorus]
Sweet Jesus carry me away
From cold of night, and dust of day
In ragged hour or salt worn eye
Be my desire, my well sprung lye
[Chorus x 2]
Spring worship unto Thee
Spring worship unto Thee
I was/am awed and grateful... knowing how thin and tense life can make me... knowing the feeling of being non-functional and broken at times... to be reminded of the kind of God I'm chasing after... and the business he is in.
-H
Oh refuge of my hardened heart
Oh fast pursuing lover come
As angels dance 'round Your throne
My life by captured fare You own
Not silhouette of trodden faith
Nor death shall not my steps be guide
I'll pirouette upon mine grave
For in Your path I'll run and hide
Chorus:
Oh gaze of love so melt my pride
That I may in Your house but kneel
And in my brokenness to cry
Spring worship unto Thee
When beauty breaks the spell of pain
The bludgeoned heart shall burst in vain
But not when love be pointed king
And truth shall Thee forever reign
[Chorus]
Sweet Jesus carry me away
From cold of night, and dust of day
In ragged hour or salt worn eye
Be my desire, my well sprung lye
[Chorus x 2]
Spring worship unto Thee
Spring worship unto Thee
I was/am awed and grateful... knowing how thin and tense life can make me... knowing the feeling of being non-functional and broken at times... to be reminded of the kind of God I'm chasing after... and the business he is in.
-H
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