I saw it coming;
He showed me in His eyes
The holy spotless Lamb of God
Must choose to die, be sacrificed.

Chorus:
For I know the Messiah must be broken
For the souls that He loves to be made whole
But Truth cannot disguise a mother's pain:
A sword through my soul, a sword through my soul.

When He was young, I washed Him,
And held Him when He cried.
Now helplessly I stand and watch Him
Be crucified, be crucified.

We will make our home
Wherever the Lord may lead
Serving Christ alone,
We’ll live as a family 
There is hope in the place of catastrophe,
In what we choose this day 

My eyelids rise again,
Like the Lord on Easter Sunday,
But a stony silence weighs upon my heart.
The sunrise coming in
Through the window of a new day
Fails to find the valley of my dark.

Sometimes when I wake up I am
Not so sure that I want to be
Dragged into this world of pain again.
I wish that I could just roll over,
Turn my back on consequences
Of a world that’s soaking in its sin . . . its sin.

Chorus:
But even in the valley, You lead me to the pasture,
A stream running with laughter.
For You are here beside me,
To humble and to guide me,
And suddenly my eyes can see:
I will awake in my Daddy’s house
Every morning . . . every morning.

Holy One who gives all of Israel a home,
Keep Your people, but please, won’t you leave me alone?
For You know when I sit down, You know when I stand;
You know every stumble I make
Like the soldiers surrounding me,
I feel Your hand
That won’t let me just run away--
You won’t let me just run away.

Chorus:
You are the air I breathe, trapping me,
tight to my skin;
and so I say, “go away,” and draw You within
And though I’ve denied You,
I fear that I’ll finally
Come back confessing my sin,
Coming back broken again.

In the silence of the sunrise,
The birds begin their song;
The foundations of the world
Are hidden in the fog

You make the clouds Your chariot,
You make the wind Your messenger
You stretch the heavens like a tent;
How wise and many are Your works

Chorus:
I will sing to the Lord as long as I live,
The Master of the mountains is the Father who forgives
The hand of the Creator has filled the earth and sea,
The kaleidoscope of living, surrounding me

The luster, lewdly looking, leering,
Fearing one who knows is nearing,
Hides the way his heart is hearing
Whispers that he sins.

The gossip gathers green and gray,
In search of silver things to say;
Sin’s satisfaction cannot stay--
She tells her tale again.

Chorus:
Jesus Christ, Almighty Savior, God:
We bring our broken souls to You:
Yet again, we lift up our confession
Holy Spirit, make our hearts Your home;
Purify us with the Truth;
Call us out of sin into your arms . . . again.

How I miss the color of her smile
The living light she'd pour into my day
A breathing of the air again, a whisper to my trusted friend,
A gathering of life upon her face

Chorus:
I want to say this to the children:
Life is harder than you ever thought it would be
But in the darkness of the pain,
Standing on the edge of hell,
What is true may still be hidden,
Like a book high on a shelf
Persevere in love, my sons and daughters,
Do not leave the well
You will find the living water
When you serve someone besides yourself

Waking up is the hardest part 
The sound of alarm is the lead of my heart
The silence seduces me back towards sleep;
Desire to have you alive comes, so selfishly

I never thought much before
About the value of your support
The knowledge that you would hold me until I cried
I cannot call up these tears
Though I'm surrounded by so many fears
The missing of your laughter leaves me cold, so cold

I have been given a gift; I have been given a promise
The more I pour my heart out, the more it will heal.
Jesus is all that I need; He hasn't left me with nothing--
But if these songs ever came between Him and me,
I would walk away; I would walk away.

I have examined my priorities to discover one good thing,
The thing that I must will, just to be pure.
It doesn't matter what good songs I sing, if I choose not to obey
The words my blessed Master has given to me.
It's the love I must be sure of, the love I must be sure of.

And I am drifting down the stream in- to a waterfall, and I am trapped beneath the froth Swimming for the surface, and reaching for the sides, and I am so afraid that both are out of reach, and I am so afraid that both are out of reach, and I am so afraid of drowning Chorus: This is my fear, this is my cry-- Who will save me in my hour of drowning? I cannot hear, I cannot see-- Darkness and gravity are all around me Lord, hear my cry...

All that really matters is what You think
My life has been given--it's not my own
If I feel the vacuum, the emptiness is mine, I guess
It's not because You don't exist, but because of this:
I believe that I can live without You
Without You

CHORUS
You are in the habit of giving me
What I ask for when I don't want to admit it
Independence is a fiction
That I run to when I think that it's convenient
Sometimes when I hide, You come and seek me
But sometimes when I hide, You let me hide.

All that I thought that I wanted
Was to love someone
And to be loved in return
Now I find I am haunted
By the images
Of how I gave my heart… away

I am holding a razor blade,
Double-edged, within my fist
As the sharpness sinks into my skin,
My arm begins to twitch
Oh, the pain is almost unbearable,
But something's keeping me
From the self-control I must have to let go,
To set me free

Can you feel my pain?
Do you know my sorrow,
What I've given, why I feel so hollow?
Love was never meant to be like this. (x2)

Can you live with the mystery?
Can you explain all that's inside of me?
Is it foolish to base your living belief
Only on what we can measure to be?

I have been to the ending of my understanding,
Where myst'ry begins
If I limit my living to what I can master,
I close myself in
I'm turning my back on the Source of the Wind

Good morning, God.  I'm glad to see You've lifted up the sun again.
It's a long, long time since the clouds rolled by and refreshed me with Your rain (reign).
Good day, my Friend--I'm looking for the ways that You've displayed Your grace,
Weaving, thread by thread, from beginning to the end, in this tapestry of days.

And I love You, so I sing it loud, for a lot of folks to hear
And I need You, 'cause alone I'm feasting only on my fear

(chorus)
How fragile my faith
How precarious my prayers
How daring my doubt
Following my footsteps
Just a breath in front of God

Twenty-seven years ago
I made a promise to the sky
Shaking my small fist at Him
I never needed so to cry
"You have never left me,
Never let me get away,
But I have never wanted You
To hold me, 'til today."

CHORUS

Tell me now--where your heart is resting
Tell me now--where do you belong?
Do you know who really loves you?
Are you tired of standing on your own?

Well I know of a place where you're accepted
Where the parents tell their children what is true
Follow me to a home beside the river
In the rocky, arid desert, He's waiting for you

Tell me now--do you know who God is?
Do you think He's an old man, full of hate?
Or is He political--a narrow-minded bigot
Who gets His jollies out of making people wait?

Now the family and friends have joined you here today
May the bonds that connect us be with us always
When you need to rejoice, may we double that joy
May we split up the burden when the time comes to cry

May you grow with the laughter, may you grow with the pain
And may praise and thanksgiving be your lifelong refrain
To the One Who has sent you all the ones that you love
A lifelong community all around from above

Like the wind as it tiptoes
In rows on the lake
Like the cycle of breathing,
Through the give and the take
May the Spirit of patience,
And kindness, and love
Be your Guide from within
And around and above