Weak and wounded sinner Lost and left to die O, raise your head for love is passing by Come to Jesus Come to Jesus Come to Jesus and live Now your burden
Found her starin' at the rain And askin' "Why it has to hurt so bad?" Where's the limit to the pain her heart can take Before it breaks in half I wanted
Circle up, circle up around the throne Old and young, saints of every history Great and small angels are and seraphim Grab a hand, twirl a dance, circle
Every day is a journal page Every man holds a quill and ink And there's plenty of room for writing in All we do is believe and think So will you compose
Here come those eyes There goes my ability to breathe Those legs are walking her to me Well, tell me I ain't dreaming Here comes that smile I can't
Pardon my dust, excuse the mess we're making somethin' new out of all of this I'm saying my prayers, and I'm trying to change so give me some time, 'cause
The first thought through my sleepy head When I fell outta my bed is I hope the sky is gray I'm gonna write a sad song today So I make up my mind, slip
Here we are together I never would have guessed it Baby, there's a reason And baby, there's a message 'Cause we've all seen the glories And we've all
might be dealing with the face of Christ With the face of Christ With the face of Christ, yeah With the face of Christ, yeah With the face of Christ
City sidewalk, bright Saturday morning Beggar with a halo shuffles up to me He asks me for a coin, and mumbles "Thank you, and God bless you" Good deeds
Leave it alone, don't analyze 'Cause love can be your lullaby But love can be your hurricane too And love can take your breath away But love can leave
So called reality right there on my TV If that's how life's supposed to be Well, somebody's lyin' The camera's on and we can tell To keep your fame you
Here I am on the other side of the radio Wondering why I'm here and why anybody cares what I say No, I'm not a better man 'cause I'm singing my songs
So go ahead and ask her For happy ever after 'Cause nobody knows what's coming So why not take a chance on loving? Come on, pour the glass and tempt
You think I'd have it down by now Been practicin' for thirty years I should have walked a thousand miles So what am I still doin' here, yeah Reachin'
I was thinkin' the other day "What if cartoons got saved? They'd start singing praise In a whole new way" Yeah, I was thinkin' the other day "What if
Start with an infant world and an open sky On a perfect day, breath from the mouth of God Sends a quiver through His design of clay And it is good, and
Love, how did I find you? Was I even breathing before I knew your name? Who could ever have planned this? Arranged the whole planet to all turn out this
