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from Smalltown Poets - Third Verse (2000)
From the Father's mind
You came to be Son of Man and Hero of the fight Greater than True love's only enemy You separate the darkness from the light [Chorus] Greater than the strongest power Greater than the love Of a hundred billion hearts Brighter than my darkest hour You're burning at A hundred billion watts All creation sighs Giving witness to The way our yearning hearts will return And find Your mercy Much greater than The good we left undone A favor human nature never earned [Chorus] As the thoughts of God, began to take this shape The Only Son was His perfection From the first And everyone who wants to welcome His embrace Knows the power Of the third creation verse [Chorus] |
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from Smalltown Poets - Listen Closely (1999)
Been to 48 states and a few different worlds
Beheld the blind tour guide and a pig wearing pearls I've seen grace under foot people fall in the street Or use it to wipe their feet Never the righteous man forsaken Never the righteous man Been to 48 states I remember a few Having higher skylines and a wide angle view I've seen green lands and the natives stay in one place Peace falling on their face Where could I be And stay happy I hear Hawaii is greener I hear Alaska is cleaner Whether here or there the righteous have joy to spare Been to 48 states and few different worlds I've seen dithered men leave boys, women and girls Found the church roll full and they're current with dues To pay for the empty pews Never the righteous man forsaken Never the righteous man |
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from Smalltown Poets - Third Verse (2000)
Any other love
Is imagined This is real Infatuation fun Fades and loses its appeal It dims my eyes To the face That until now I could not see It's starting to sink in The deeper I think in These terms of eternity [Chorus] Turn from any other love To the only face of Your love Any other love Is misplaced identity Pairing pride and shame With the life it fakes of me Faces of familiar loves Fall in shadows on the floor Chased there by The light that pours When you open every door [Chorus] You're the only face Of God's love for us The one and only face Of God's love for all of us Any other love Wants much more than I can give I'm telling everyone This is the way I choose to live [Chorus] |
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from Smalltown Poets - Smalltown Poets (2003)
Covered it up with a question mark
Covered it with a crowd Keeping myself among the proud I don't believe anyone could love Anyone less if they tried I smiled at you and died inside, inside I heard the voice I knew Covered it over with thoughts of you and I'll Never keep it silent anymore, silent anymore, anymore Silently think of a prayer for me Voice it inside your head Maybe I need to hear it said Sometimes the word condemns the thought So they're held a lot Silence is golden when I'm not, I'm not Whether it's God or it's you I need to speak and be spoken to I can't stand this silence anymore, silence anymore, anymore I can't stand it anymore, silence anymore No not anymore, anymore |
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from Smalltown Poets - Listen Closely (1999)
Test this gold for its worth is the same as testing me
And the fire burns easily today The net is the good that's left after the metal is refined As I melt, look at what I've got and Separate it all from what I need I'll take anything, anything genuine. Looking up from where I went I could take whatever I get I'll take anything, anything genuine More interesting is my faith than the fear of what I'll miss And those things are temporary anyway Still on this side getting fit for a faith that's been tried And I smile more believably while getting just enough to know I need I'll take anything, anything genuine Looking up from where I went, I could take whatever I get Falling from Your hands or falling from Your lips As long as it's from You, I know that I can take it, I can take it And I'll rejoice. |
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from Smalltown Poets - Third Verse (2000)
Go on up to the mountain of mercy
To the crimson perpetual tide Kneel down on the shore Be thirsty no more Go under and be purified Follow Christ to the holy mountain Sinner sorry and wrecked by the fall Cleanse your heart and your soul In the fountain that flowed For you and for me and for all [Chorus] At the wonderful, tragic, mysterious tree On that beautiful, scandalous night you and me Were atoned by His blood and forever washed white On that beautiful, scandalous night On the hillside, you will be delivered At the foot of the cross justified And your spirit restored By the river that poured From our blessed Savior's side [Chorus] Go on up to the mountain of mercy To the crimson perpetual tide Kneel down on the shore Be thirsty no more Go under and be purified [Chorus] |
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from Smalltown Poets - Listen Closely (1999)
Sometimes it's sink or swim
And I've been treading water I should have expected the flood But floating never has been easy for me You caught me carefree And you called me like you saw me: Oh, a sinner And I said five wits, looks and strength I don't think are much in the way of companions And good deeds couldn't pay my account Not kinsmen nor knowledge stand The trial of every man Don't call me every man Call me Christian Call me Christian Call me Christian Call me Christian I've looked on the evergreen And I've seen it constantly grow and show us life And I want to live eternally I want to be an imitation of Christ I want to be a little Christ Call me Christian Call me Christian Call me Christian Call me Christian As a boy I'd put my steps In my bigger brother's tracks To match his stride And just like that I'll follow Jesus Jesus is my guide Call me Christian Call me Christian Call me Christian Call me Christian |
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from Smalltown Poets - Third Verse (2000)
Clothed
In the common and profane And the tendency for independence Runs through every vein Self aware Bare before You at the water side Afraid to take the step into the tide Oh, I feel so obscene Knowing I am only [Chorus] Clean Because You promised me I'm clean Wash me I am clean Called apart Never has meant loneliness But it feels that way Any day I'd rather not confess So take away the part of me That forgets the price of Grace I have only one hope to erase Every failure I have seen And I am only Clean Because You promised me I'm clean Wash me I am clean And ready for the world Thank You [Chorus] |
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from Smalltown Poets - Third Verse (2000)
There's a clever girl
Who wonders what voice to believe When she hears all they have to say Talking more and more of trusting Jesus Is she testing, treading or drinking? Isn't it apparent That her thirsting is inherent? She has [Chorus] Every reason To cup her hands beneath it Taste the sweet release Every reason To satisfy and give her Every reason to believe There's an able girl On the proving ground she finally found The place to wash her fear away With the gift of faith The Holy Spirit made there in wait He draws her weary heart Here to lose a million things Forgotten as the fountain brings her [Chorus] There's a happy girl The search for absolutes is over A new beginning under way Standing by the stream A river bold pure and endless It overflows and she has [Chorus] |
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from Smalltown Poets - Smalltown Poets (2003)
I think I am elastic
These arms they are a wonder Pull from sideways, up and under I think it's time for something drastic And it could be more than I bargained for Ten to one it is Oh I'm into everything I hate My spirit is is not fooled; my members take the bait Oh I'm into everything I hate Still not dead enough to stifle this debate These heels were made for bruising And the cobblestones they're using Are the pleasures of my choosing I must be born for losing Heal these soles to hurt no more And I'll lift these hands just like before Cover me like a dimestore suit Until I'm just like You Careful little eyes what you see Careful little feet where you go |
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from Smalltown Poets - Third Verse (2000)
Glowing eyes
That ask if I would risk it all Fight the crowding dark away I can't help but feel that You are searching me At the dusk of summer's first day Fragile wings bring Little messages of light [Chorus] Firefly Burning inside I'll fly With the light inside of me Circling free From a gently opened jar With a halo You show me A symbol of the fact that I am carrying The image of Your glory Fragile wings bring Little messages of light [Chorus] I burn to know Your will, Your ways Your heart and mind And learn to love the way You love A luminescent speck Shining at the perfect time Tests the temporary night And signals other tiny fires Time to light up and fly Light up, light up and fly [Chorus] |
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from Smalltown Poets - Listen Closely (1999)
Won't you be a good boy
Listen closely and enjoy All the benefits that getting wisdom brings Give her esteem She is priceless and supreme She will crown your head with more honor than kings Get her boy and let yourself surrender Run alone with her and never fall She is wisdom and the most praiseworthy trait of all, of them all Embrace her and the love she brings will save you To the Father's justifiable ways She is wisdom waiting with her prize Garland of grace Do you have none Do you cry out for the One Would you offer anything to understand (Listen closely to her) Study her well And in time the truth will tell How it's wisdom that completely makes her man And she will now so With her garland of grace… |
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from Smalltown Poets - Listen Closely (1999)
Singing Gloria
Living Gloria And the light so shines that everyone will see Glory to God I want to make what I've been feeling show And I've been living with specific boundary lines Been given warning signs It comes down to me CHORUS: Singing Gloria Living Gloria And the light so shines that everyone will see I'm bringing Gloria Giving Gloria And to the Father may the greater glory be And once again I start the day Part of the mystery of overcoming sin While feeling less than meek and gentle And knowing what's new testamental Let them see me Knowing this that my redeemer finds me free The best that I can do is live what I believe Use my gifts and all my opportunities To let my words and deeds agree |
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from Smalltown Poets - Listen Closely (1999)
It's the choice of a lifetime & I'm almost sure
I will not live my life in between anymore If I can't be certain of all that's in store This far it feels so right I will hold it up & hold it up to the light, Hold it up to the light, hold it up to the light The search for my future has brought me here This is more than I'd hoped for, but sometimes I fear That the choice I was made for will someday appear And I'll be too late for that flight So hold it up & hold it up to the light, Hold it up to the light, hold it up to the light I said God, will you bless this decision? I'm scared. Is my life at stake? But I know if you gave me a vision Would I never have reason to use my faith? Now as soon as I'm moving & my choice is good This way comes through right where I prayed that it would If I keep my eyes open and look where I should Somehow all of the signs are in sight If I hold up the light It's too late & to be stopped at the crossroads Each life here & each a possible way But wait & and they all will be lost roads Each path's growing shorter the longer I stay I was dead with deciding & afraid to choose I was mourning the loss of the choices I'd lose But there's no choice at all if I don't make my move And trust that the timing is right I will hold it up hold it up to the light Hold it up to the light, hold it up to the light. |
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from Smalltown Poets - Smalltown Poets (2003)
Yesterday I lived for me
And I was so alone as I could be Then I saw You and how You give Yourself away And I want to live for You today I'll give; I'll hold nothing back I'll give and I'll hold nothing back My love is a lot like me Wanting nothing less than everything But I know You're the only love that's true And only giving makes me close to You My hands are open, so take what You see And I'll keep nothing, hold nothing back from me |
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from Smalltown Poets - Smalltown Poets (2003)
I don't know what to do to ease your mind
I don't have the perfect word to make it fine I'm not so qualified for sympathy Still I am not without love Psalm number four falls on your grieving ear Yes, I believe the peace of Christ is near And I am here in His Name You'd do the same, you'd do the same... If you'll let me close Closer than a brother If you'll let me love you We'll sit here and cry If you'll let me love you (let me love you) Never failing, ever hoping Seeking to preserve It always is giving Often beyond words And when there's nothing left to say Love has a voice In sorrow and in heartache There's a greater joy I don't know what to do to ease your mind Whatever pain you have I'd take as mine If you'll let me love you (let me love you) |
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from Smalltown Poets - Smalltown Poets (2003)
Flying high with the crowd at night
We float on unseen fuel Each one sails, a gossamer sphere Our course unwinds like thread from a spool "What's it like inside the bubble?" Say the souls who'd like to try Cut your tether; come and join me We can swim across the sky Look at me with a childlike eye And understand who's bound Why are those who are on the ground Afraid of falling down? Love has killed our fear And when we're done we'll disappear Draws you out inside the ring Comes a holy breath of truth Setting free and sealing you In eternal youth |
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from Smalltown Poets - Listen Closely (1999)
This is the hard part
Stopping to ask for directions Sketching with these dirty colors just where I am You might have heard me Artfully dodging the buzz words Scoffing at your insinuation Of just where I am I'm a long long way From where I left to begin this refrain From where Your mercy and grace remain From where you sit is it true It's not that far to You It happened slowly Feet falling hard on the pavement Eyes reaching into the distance Toward empty sunsets Didn't I need to break out, want to be king Wouldn't I face the gallows if I return Or is a man freely pardoned As I have heard Precious Jesus Where can I flee from Your Spirit You know me too well. |
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from Smalltown Poets - Smalltown Poets (2003)
I held the monkey's paw and put my wishes into play
To know the will of God, to show a motive for delay I'm holding on to find myself Just one more wish I found a pot of gold or something shining anyway And caught in my reflection a conviction held at bay I crafted a cross to adorn my neck and finally earned my due respect And then a jewel encrusted crown To complement my priestly gown Just big enough to weigh me down And bring this temple to the ground From inside out without a sound I found a pot of gold today I held the monkey's paw today and put my wishes into play Thanked heaven for the trophies but I still had hell to pay So I brought my spoils to the altar's edge Heard You say obey instead For all of my labors and best laid plans I'd only earned a reprimand Forevermore to understand that dreams come true can kill a man If never graced by sovereign hands I held the monkey's paw |
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from Smalltown Poets - Listen Closely (1999)
Eye is to the body as a thought is to the soul
They're both a lamp whose sharpness I control Beauty lingers 'bout as long as flattery my friend That door doesn't let out but lets back in I was full of everything, my eyes put on this plate Full of joy I'm needing, less of late I can return love to You the best that I know how I believe my worth has been redeemed And I can be a new man now Flatterers can fill a room as readily as this The devil goes to dinner amidst their bliss Following the need will lead me farther from truth's well Then only to be filled with what I miss I'm a new man, I'm a new man Like I said, there's always room where one keeps all things dear I'll shrink away from sight and thought and evil that appears I'm a new man, I'm a new man. |
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from Smalltown Poets - Third Verse (2000)
It's best to meet these things head on, she said
Before too much gets on your mind Thoughts like books are piling up Sometimes the lessons don't seem kind Fighting feelings will get easier The ones that make your mood stay blue You have believed the lie for long enough No kinder Savior comes for you [Chorus] Hallelujah, Hallelujah Sing the blessings, sing them down For the one who's ready to give up No kinder Savior will be found I've even tried to hear from God, he said Didn't Jesus love the weak? She said, he was willing to give up That is, the man who couldn't speak The story goes that when his tongue was loosed Expecting cries of pent up grief The crowd astonished by the spectacle Heard a song of new belief Sing a song about a higher love That we would know it at first sight Sing it loud and long enough He could make it real tonight [Chorus] There are few who want this narrow door Most seekers seek a broader pass Hoping somehow they are living up To what any god would ask And longing for a kinder savior From the tyranny of days There already is a Savior Yeah, He already lead the way [Chorus] |
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from Smalltown Poets - Listen Closely (1999)
When time shall slip its cog in place
And spin its line of lovely lace Then love and peace come face to face One of these days When sorrow can nowhere be found And greed shall lay its weapons down And hate give up without a sound One of these days When love by tender instrument Through circumstance and incident Shall peace and joy again invent One of these days To see this from within the soul We must be patient and consoled To know the joy that's ours to hold One of these days And so with earnest inward eyes We man the post where duty lies And seek to win the precious prize One of these days One of these days… |
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from Smalltown Poets - Smalltown Poets (2003)
Put down my thoughts in a letter to the President
Penciled and packaged with all due respect Elvis commemoratives just for effect Never heard back: you think you know a guy Wired my congrats to Chuck and Di some time ago All my love to the Queen My invitation was lost in the mail But I know I was missed when they kissed 'neath the veil I sent a nice gift; never got a note But my closet's a shrine to an old friend of mine Here I talk all the time with a prophet, priest... I pull out boxes and brooms and I gush like a groom For it's here I commune with a prophet, priest and king If I indeed am misperceived by some heads of state. Hey, that's great 'Cause I talk to a prophet who tells me the truth And I dine with a king at my home in Duluth Better yet I'm in touch with a much needed friend Who hears my confessions and pardons my sin |
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from Smalltown Poets - Listen Closely (1999)
There must be something else that
all of this revolves around I appear so small and barely make a sound Still mysterious these frequencies they draw you out Looking for some light, see what I'm all about CHORUS: The rest of them are stars I'm a quasar Passed constellations where so many wishes have been caught There you can find me incubating thought Did you get consolation from a diamond in the sky Or did he let you down don't stop there tonight The rest of them are stars The rest of them are stars Can they know for certain what I can become I may let down a few or off and surprise some And as the sun outshines it seems like I've disappeared Yet there are these sounds anyone can hear You'll find me, you'll find me Moving fastly to illuminate And brightly and brightly For the effort from so far away From the rest of them CHORUS |
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from Smalltown Poets - Smalltown Poets (2003)
Forgive me if I've been
Confused between the means and end I forgot to be a brother and a friend Covered up inside Sometimes it's harder to know I have failed at this scenario My faults do run deep Your mercies do run deeper So I knelt tonight And felt that in somebody's mind There's a memory of a balance met but left less than sublime There's no credit line No net worth to show I can pay for this scenario Deepest apologies and sincere regret For carrying this debt This scenario returns me to where I began Losing what was mine and finding out a shortcut is a sin |
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from Smalltown Poets - Third Verse (2000)
Even when it's eggshells
Even when it's broken glass The prophet follows the path well And he has feet that last I saw them carrying crosses They were forming up that line There were so many walking before me Some helped me pick up mine Right in front and behind I have all I need as a sign [Chorus] I've got to walk that line I've got to walk that line I've got to walk that line No one's thinking for me In between commitment and the prize The most you can do is trust The faith you see with your own eyes And my feet are still tender Like skin when it heals [Chorus] We remember how You bled When we all drink the wine We're looking for Your steps That started up that line [Chorus] |
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from Smalltown Poets - Listen Closely (1999)
Growing more uneasy
With every question asked It seems you're jealous of my interests And the graven things I've cast Waking resolutions of twenty years or more That I would disallow golden cows My favorite anymore Your wishes set in stone I broke the first of ten I cleared this temple out Come take your place again There is only You There is only You Tiptoe from an akward scene Not fooling anyone Am I dumb enough to kneel with my accusors Or brave enough to run Petty daggers bounce weakly off my back I'm leaving breathless gods and secrets in my track Your wishes set in stone I broke the first of ten I cleared this temple out Come take Your place again There is only You There is only You Believe me There is only You There is only You To a thousand generations Of faithful men You have shown your favor Lord |
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from Smalltown Poets - Smalltown Poets (2003)
The sun set down behind the trees
How quickly did my skin sense the chill upon the breeze And I'm uneasy; the night surrounds me as Dusk ushers out the light of day A symbol to be sure that my life can't forever stay There's a day when there will be no night There's a day when there will be no night Don't you know the Lamb will be our light Vassal, star and noble moon Your King comes riding soon And as I mourn this loss of mine I'll leave it up for you to shine Darkness makes the baby cry So the father sings A lullaby to drive the tears away |
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from Smalltown Poets - Smalltown Poets (2003)
So he sat behind his natural defenses
And there he wrestled with the song He heard his name in every line, his life in every measure Faced with feelings he could not explain There was hunger in his hollow hesitation There was posturing for peace But even where the spirit willed The flesh was still maintaining Ground to give only for a sign And the call came out again Take this bread, drink this cup Know this price has pardoned you From all that's hardened you But it's going to take some trust He lost a heartbeat when he heard the testimony Another soul forsaking pride And quickened by the Spirit He's so sure that he could hear it Jesus his Savior calling him to come Come every soul by sin oppressed There's mercy with the Lord And He will surely give you rest By trusting in His word |
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from Smalltown Poets - Third Verse (2000)
If I were a tape recorder
Would You take me in Your pack? You could say anything And I would play it back If we took the beach side down To where the boardwalk ends I would find a way To introduce You to my friends [Chorus] Were You a pool there on the mountain standing tall I would be a waterfall I would carry water down from depths that run untold Living water Walls can't hold If You were an umbrella now And I the driving rain I'd wish You were a bucket Underneath the window pane If I play the field a while I might miss the catch When I show my colors I'll be in need of their match [Chorus] If Your words were water Brimming over to be heard by all I'd be the drop there on the edge The drop that pulls the waterfall Pulls the waterfall I will be the piece of clay And You the hands that mold You will be the purchase made Of everything I've sold [Chorus] |
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from Smalltown Poets - Smalltown Poets (2003)
You hung the hopes of a world
On a shining star Ready to give just a glimpse A little bit of who You are When the heavens wink on a midnight clear Takes me back thirty years And again I hear Glory, glory angels sing To the now and always King Glory to the One who brings A little bit of who You are I lay my head on a pasture bead To this very day There are few of us left to the Master's work Is it true help is on its way? The faintest flickers above have gone But a shepherd greets me with dawn Saying, "I am the One." Suddenly there is nothing left of Him But a little light burning deep within Glory, glory angels sing To the now and always King Glory to the One who brings Peace and life and everything |