Good God, if your song leaves our lips
If your work leaves our hands
Then we will be wanderers and vagabonds
They will stare and say how empty we are
How the freedom we had turned us up as dead men
Let us be cold, make us weak
Let us, because we all have ears
Let us, because we all have eyes
Good God
How they knew that this would happen
They knew they knew that this would
(We’re so run down)
Good God! Can you still get us home…
How can we still get home
I’m not dreaming
We’re forgetting our forgiveness
Underoath - Lost in the Sound of Separation
~~~ Too Bright to See, Too Loud to Hear ~~~
Saturday, September 13, 2008
by
Daryl Goh
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- The Practice Of The Presence Of God by Brother Lawrence
- Vintage Jesus by Mark Driscoll
- A Million Miles In A Thousand Years by Donald Miller
- A Royal Waste Of Time by Marva J. Dawn
Travelling Mercies by Anne LamottThrough Painted Deserts by Donald MillerThriving As An Artist In The Church by Rory NolandThe Adventure Of Worship by Gerrit GustafsonChrist The Lord: The Road To Cana by Anne RiceChrist The Lord: Out of Egypt by Anne RiceSearching For God Knows What by Donald MillerSex God by Rob BellJesus Wants To Save Christians by Rob BellBlue Like Jazz by Donald MillerVelvet Elvis by Rob BellThe Wigglesworth Standard by Peter J. Madden
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