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Itches
03:09
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Do I really need to do this thing that I’m doing?
Do I really need to check off a box in my mind?
Do I really need to say this thing that I’m saying?
Do I really need to take up more of your time?
Do I really need to check the knobs on my oven?
Do I really need to look at the locks on my door?
Do I really need to clean in between all the buttons?
Do I really need to get the dirt off the floor?
I can’t ignore it
My nerves are roaring
But I will pray until my face turns blue
O Lord, You save me
From my crazy
All my itches find their end in You
Do I really need to count the change in my pocket?
Do I really need to count the words in a phrase?
Do I really need to count the strokes of deodorant?
Or do I just need to count on the Ancient of Days?
Or do I just need to count on the Lamb that was slain?
Or do I just need to count on the gift of His grace?
I can’t ignore it
My nerves are roaring
But I will pray until my face turns blue
O Lord, You save me
From my crazy
All my itches find their end in You
O Lord, You save me
From my crazy
All my itches find their end in You
You sanctify my stupid
You overcome my dumb
You liberate my loony
With Your confounding love
Oh, You sanctify my stupid
You overcome my dumb
You liberate my loony
With Your confounding love
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2. |
Out of Everything
04:40
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We’re all out of joint
High on ourselves and missing the point
We’re all out of whack
Hitting the bricks and blowing our stacks
We’re all out of sorts
Picking a fight and waging a war
We’re all out of touch
Late to the game and beat to the punch
So we turn it all loose
And You do what You do
Through the cross we are new
Lost to the world but found in You
We’re all out of line
Circling streets and missing the sign
We’re all out of luck
Our fortune is told, we’re passing the buck
We’re all out of hand
Punching the clock and kicking the can
We’re all out of time
Seizing the day and losing our minds
So we turn it all loose
And You do what You do
Through the cross we are new
Lost to the world but found in You
We give it all away
We’re out of everything
We count it all as loss
For Your surpassing love
You give it all away
You overcome the grave
We count it all as gain
To suffer for Your name
So we turn it all loose
And You do what You do
Through the cross we are new
Lost to the world but found in You
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3. |
Do the Trick
03:40
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Some of us are searching for something that is certain
But nothing seems to do the trick
Some of us are hurting, but we just close the curtain
And act like it doesn’t exist
All of us are joking ourselves
Let’s put our hope in something else
Some of us are holding with fingers that are broken
’Cause we don’t want to lose our grip
Some of us are hoping the sky above will open
And God will put an end to it
All of us are kidding ourselves
Let’s put our bets on something else
The truth is a miracle
His love is empirical
His promise appears all who call upon His name
He doesn’t do magic tricks
His word isn’t counterfeit
He starts and He finishes the business of each day
Some of us are thinking the water that we’re drinking
Was made for someone else’s lips
And some of us are blaming our brothers for destruction
When we’re the ones swinging our fists
All of us are fooling ourselves
Let’s find our cool in something else
The truth is a miracle
His love is empirical
His promise appears all who call upon His name
He doesn’t do magic tricks
His word isn’t counterfeit
He starts and He finishes the business of each day
Here we are in Your arms
This is real love
Speak Your word, it is done
You are in us
Here we are in Your arms
This is real love
Speak Your word, it is done
The truth is a miracle
His love is empirical
His promise appears all who call upon His name
He doesn’t do magic tricks
His word isn’t counterfeit
He starts and He finishes the business of each day
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He’s been marching on the margins
Calling the forgotten
Standing with the fallen
Just a-loving on His children
He’s been walking on the wayside
Talking to a strange guy
Spitting on some blind eyes
And knitting up some torn minds
He’s been dreaming with the hopeless
And singing with voiceless
Letting in the outcast
And looking at the looked past
He gives communion in a bread line
Heaven in a hard time
He turns water into red wine
And sorrow into sunshine
We’ve been laying down our lost lives
And picking up a dropped line
He’s been cutting down a tall crime
And fixing up our insides
Father in heaven, come
Pour out Your endless love
Build up your kingdom
Bond us to freedom
Burn in Your chosen ones
Perfect and holy Son
Pour out your precious blood
Your arms are open
Your body broken
Burn in Your chosen ones
O Holy Spirit, come
Wake up our sleeping tongues
Our hearts are open
Your word is spoken
Burn in Your chosen ones
He gives communion in a bread line
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5. |
All of Us
04:02
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Pull up a chair
The Lord has prepared a table
His body and blood
Given for sinners and “angels”
The Savior has saved you a seat
Break of the bread
Be fed by his constant promise
Drink of the cup
Fill up with His awesome presence
His Spirit is clearing your soul
His glorious love
Given for all of us
He hung on a cross
All that He was
Suffered and died for us
He poured out His blood
But He wasn’t done
He is alive in us
And He is our God
And all that He wants
Is all of us
Bring Him your shame
His name is anointing oil
He will abide
So slide off Your dirty sandals
The King is washing your feet
His glorious love
Given for all of us
He hung on a cross
All that He was
Suffered and died for us
He poured out His blood
But He wasn’t done
He is alive in us
And He is our God
And all that He wants
Is all of us
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6. |
Old Shoes
03:24
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I let one fly out
I let one fly in
Fill my head with doubt
Fill my heart with sin
Don’t know where to start
Don’t know how to end
But the race is hard
So I let You win
I’ve got my old shoes
But You’ve got Your good news
Let’s see what You can do with me
I picked out a frown
But I wore a grin
I had planned to drown
But You made me swim
Yeah, You jumped right in
I’ve got my old shoes
But You’ve got Your good news
Let’s see what You can do with me
I’ve got my bad bruise
But Your hands were pierced through
Let’s see what You can do with me
You set me free
From being green
You set me free
From in between
You set Your eyes on my soul
And you take full control
You are using my life
You can do what You like
I’ve got my old shoes
But You’ve got Your good news
Let’s see what You can do with me
I’ve got my bad bruise
But Your hands were pierced through
I know what You can do with me
You set me free
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I know my clock is skipping minutes
I know my heart is skipping beats
I know the world is skipping breakfast
And I’m a bowl of shredded wheat
I know my books are skipping classes
I know my rolls are skipping rocks
I know my life’s a skipping record
But You still let the needle drop
Oh, I hop and I skip and I jump from You
But You lead me back with Your love so true
I know my flame is jumping candles
I know my mates are jumping ship
I know my faith is jumping jacks
But You snatch me up before I quit
I know my sins are jumping fences
I know my tongue is jumping guns
I know my plans are jumping fishes
But happy days are still to come
Oh, I hop and I skip and I jump from You
But You lead me back with Your love so true
I run from your presence
And hop the closest train
I flee from Your freedom
And make myself a slave
I sprint from Your stillness
I just can’t get away
No matter the distance
It always ends the same
Yeah, You always call my name
Oh, I hop and I skip and I jump from You
But You lead me back with Your love so true
Oh, You chase me down and You take my shoes
And You lead me back with Your love so true
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8. |
Human Cannonball
04:03
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You are the flame on the wick of my cannon
And You are the name on the tip of my tongue
You are the one to whom I am abandoned
And in You we know that the battle is won
You are the spark that ignites all my fires
And You are the star that is guiding me home
Your Holy Spirit does more than inspire
And we know that in us Your glory is shown
Oh, I am a cannonball
Oh, to You I throw my all
Oh, on You I always call
Oh, I know I’ll never fall
You are the breeze that is parting my waters
And You are the peace that is guarding my heart
You go before us wherever we wander
And when You are with us the party can start
Oh, You are a burning tree
Oh, You set the captives free
Oh, You are an endless sea
Oh, You are a mystery
You lived
You died
But You rose again
I am
Alive
’Cause You let me in
You lived
You died
But You rose again
I am
Alive
You are the Son of the highest in heaven
And You are the one to whom I give my praise
You gave Your life for the low and the wretched
And we know that our sins are taken away
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9. |
Whispering
04:24
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Give me Your hem
The fringe of Your cloak
’Til all that I am
Is under Your yoke so easy
It’s so easy
Give me Your pulse
The beat of Your heart
Give me a horse
After the cart so heavy
We’re so heavy
We make demands and leave expecting
We make our plans then ask Your blessing
We know that’s not the way it goes
We know Your spot is on the throne
So what can we bring to You, our King?
So what can we lay before Your feet?
We carry so much
How can we look beyond ourselves?
How can we live for someone else
Do all things in love?
Give me an inch
Or maybe a foot
Give me a hand
The one that I shook in promise
You promised
We make demands and leave expecting
We make our plans then ask Your blessing
We know that’s not the way it goes
We need to stop and listen close
The voice of God is whispering
If only we were listening
The Mighty King declares His will
But we won’t hear ’til we get still
So what can we bring to You, our King?
So what can we lay before Your feet?
Without You, we’re dirt
All of creation shouts Your praise
All of the angels sing Your name
In heaven, on earth
The voice of God is whispering
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10. |
Early Riser
04:37
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At the break of day, the day is done
In the dead of night, the night is young
And I know
The time has come
The crickets chirp at the crack of noon
And the moonlight taps my coffee spoon
And I know
It’s coming soon
And I know
What He must do
The time is ripe, but it’s growing rotten
The Son of Light is soon forgotten
What have I done?
They saw me out beside the fire
They called me out, and I called them liars
What have I done?
Oh, what have I done?
One day He’ll be lifted higher
The Son of Man is an early riser
In the heat of day, He gave me drink
Then He walked that lake like a skating rink
And I know
He’s on the brink
Oh, the Prince of Peace was on that colt
And they laid their robes down as He rode
And I know
He’s almost home
And I know
It’s getting cold
The time is ripe, but it’s growing rotten
The Son of Light is soon forgotten
What have I done?
They saw me out beside the fire
They called me out, and I called them liars
What have I done?
Oh, what have I done?
One day He’ll be lifted higher
The Son of Man is an early riser
None of the clocks are right
The sun comes up in the middle of the night
All of the clocks are wrong
The rooster cries at quarter to one
The rooster cries at quarter to one
The rooster cries, oh, what have I done?
The time is ripe, but it’s growing rotten
The Son of Light is soon forgotten
What have I done?
They saw me out beside the fire
They called me out, and I called them liars
What have I done?
Oh, what have I done?
They crowned His head with twisted briars
Hung Him up ’til He expired
But now His name is lifted higher
The Son of Man is an early riser
He’s an early riser
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11. |
Get Spilled
03:56
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This form is foreign to me
This world is more than you see
This word is more than just make-believe
This love is swallowing me
This blood is making me free
This Son is shining for all to see
You got to get spilled
To get filled
You got to lay down
To get found
You got to let go
To be whole
You got get spilled
To get filled
That turtle crossing is a takeout box and
That garter snake is a big shoelace and
That butterfly fluttering
Is a piece of trash in the wind
Am I mistaken or am I mistook?
Have I foresaken or have I forsook?
Going by the first glance
I’mma need a second chance
You got to get spilled
To get filled
You got to lay down
To get found
You got to let go
To be whole
You got get spilled
To get filled
You take our emotions, our precious impressions
And trade us devotion and perfect affection
You’re stronger than sin and stranger than fiction
A world without You don’t know what it’s missing
And that’s what You made Your call and our mission
To show all the broken the promise of heaven
So let’s cut the decorum and ask no permission
And worship the Lord like that’s why we’re living
This life
Is not
My own
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12. |
Christ Alone
01:49
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Christ alone is all we need
The Risen King is everything
Everything before His throne
All we need is Christ alone
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