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Sara Groves




Альбом Sara Groves



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I’m standing at the foot of this mountain
Wishing so bad that I could touch that sky
But in the time it takes to make my wish
I never take a step and I never try

I wish that I were closer to Jesus
But not enough to get me out of bed
For an early morning prayer before the
Rushes of my life take me instead

I'm past the wishing
Past the wishing
Past the wishing

I'm gazing in these deep well waters
Where the pennies of my life have all been cast
I’ve decided I am going to save my money
To do something that lasts

You've shown me my man of Macedonia
You're calling me further on
And I'm tired of saying it's a nice idea
I wish it could be done

I don't wish that I could go I am going
I don't wish that I could be I am being
I don't wish that I could do it I am doing
By the grace of God I am doing


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It's the everyday miracles that keep my hope alive
It's the way You move in little things that help me survive
And I know You move in greater ways
But this is great enough for me
What You do with my everyday is amazing

The things that seem impossible, I lay down at Your feet
And just when I am needing most You are there for me
And I know you've made the lame to walk
And caused the blind to see
But what You do with my everyday is amazing

When I'm down on my knees
And I can't make it through
When it's up to me
It's really up to You


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If time were ever to wear you away
If circumstance should blind me
If age should bring a dark night on my soul
If fear and doubt should bind me

Please stir my heart
Take me back to the fire
Bring to me a recollection of joy
Renew my first desire

If pains and trials come to me
And I cannot stand strong
If fools adjust my theories
To believe Your truth is wrong

I swear it never will happen to me
But how can I know
For Peter swore the same to Thee
O, hear the cock crow


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Call it what you will I call it rain
When troubles come and pat against my soul
Go in if you like, I will remain
And let the washing waters make me whole

Just when I’m sure that I can't bear the rain
A tiny leaf starts pushing through the ground
In a place where the ground was too dry to sustain it
A new tiny flower can be found

Once I was stuck I thought things would never change
As I watched a cloud pass through the sky
Right before my eyes it took a different shape
And I knew, so were the clouds in my own life

I see Him in the rain
I feel Him wash away
What I do not understand
So new life can spring up once again

The flowers come to show that


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Disenchanted love and an intimacy that's broken
The symbol of all trust, used to self-gratify
In the middle of it all Solomon is singing
You are my bride, my perfect one

Sweet song of Solomon
Remind us of love much purer than our own
Sweet song of Solomon
Remind us of love much purer than our own

The goodness of human love is taken for granted
We turn it into a lust that tears us apart
We give up God's gifts for dust and ashes
And blame him for the pain growing in our hearts

Keep on singing Solomon
Keep on singing Solomon
I'm for you and you're for me and we've been set apart
Place me like a seal over your heart


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God is doing a work in me
He's walking through my rooms and hails
Checking every corner
Tearing down the unsafe walls
And letting in the light

I am working hard
To clean my house and set it straight
To not let pride get in the way
To catch an eternal vision of
What I am to become

Will you help me be new
Will you hold me to the promises
That I have made
Will you let me be new
Forgive my old self and my old mistakes

It seems easier
Living out my life in Christ
For those who do not know me
LyricsTo hide the thorns stuck in my side
And all my secret faults

But you know me well
And it's you I want the most to see
And recognize the changes
A word from you empowers me
To press on for my goal

When I feel condemned to live my old life
Remind me I've been given a new life in Christ


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Dress down your pretty faith, give me something real
Leave out the Thee and Thou and speak to me now
Speak to my pain and confusion
Speak through my fears and my pride
Speak to the part of me that knows I'm something deep down inside

I know that I'm not perfect, but compare me to most
In a world of hurt in a world of anger I think I'm holding my own
And I know that you've said there is more to life
No I am not satisfied
But there are mornings I wake up and I’m just thankful to be alive

I've known for quite a while that I am not whole
I've remembered the body and the mind, but dissected the soul
Now something inside is awakening
Like a dream I once had and forgot
And it's something I'm scared of and something I don't want to stop

I woke up this morning and realized
Jesus is not a portrait
Or stained glass windows
LyricsOr hymns
Or all the tradition that surrounds us

I thought it would be hard to believe in, but it's not hard at all
To believe I've sinned
And fallen short
Of the glory of God

He's not asking me to change in my joy for martyrdom
He's asking to take my place
To stand in the gap that I have formed
With His real amazing grace

And it's not just a sign or a sacrament
It's not just a metaphor for love
The blood is real and it's not just a symbol of our faith


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So proud and excited that I by myself
had reached such a lofty place
I took the last step towards my ultimate goal
but clumsily fell on my face

I opened my eyes only to find
I was back at the place I had begun
Helpless and broken I strained and cried out
Surely the enemy has won

But I felt His peace that passes understanding
Grace that is never ending
Love that overflows my soul

As I wallowed in self-pity
He came to sit with me there
His presence alone was so rich and so deep
It chased away all my despair

I said Lord please forgive me for my prideful heart
It sneaks in before I know
He said What prideful heart, He forgave and forgot
He said How I want you to know

Now daily I humble myself at His feet
I make His desire my will
For He has taken me higher than I have ever been
And He's taking me higher still


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It didn't take me too long to find
The chains You just had freed me from
I got so used to having them on
I didn't know how to live in freedom

This can't be, no it can't be
What You have intended for me
This can't be, no it can’t be
What You have intended for me

Glory come down
Sent from Your holy place
Come cleanse us now
Sovereign and Holy Come make us holy now

What is it in the nature of man
That draws us away from our purpose
To despise the things of God
And love the things that hurt us

This can't be, no it can't be
LyricsWhat You have intended for us
This can't be, no it can not be
What You have intended for us

Straight from your holy place
Lord make us holy
As You are holy
Lord send it down
Just a little bit of heaven here on earth
Lord send Your glory

Lord we need You,
Lord I love You,
Thank You Jesus


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