Troubled

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Verse 1
One of you will betray me
One of you will deny
All of you will be afraid
And scattered into the night

Pre-Chorus
I will lay down my life
I will lay down my life

Chorus
Don’t let your hearts be troubled, troubled
Don’t let your fears get in the way
Believe in God, believe also in me
And when your world starts to crumble
Don’t let your hearts be troubled

Verse 2
There is a new commandment
One that I give to you
That you love one another
With the love which I’ve loved you

Bridge
I will go and prepare a place for you
My Father’s house has many rooms
So keep my commands until I come again
And remember I am coming soon

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We Ain’t Workin Anymore

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Verse 1
3am – taking a drive – no other headlights on the road
Just you and yellow highway lines steering my thoughts every mile I go
Even though the radio’s blastin’ all I hear are your words rattlin’ my soul
“We ain’t workin anymore”

Chorus
What ever happened to “we can work through anything” 
What happened to “you’re the best thing that ever happened to me”
How could it be over after we worked so well together
I thought I had the best girl in the world, until…
“We ain’t workin anymore”

Verse 2
I passed your mama’s house and the roof I helped fix over the den
I remember our first date when your daddy said “bring her home by ten”
And there’s the restaurant where we ate, but that was back when it all began
“We ain’t workin anymore”

Bridge
How many tanks of gas will it take before I figure it all out
I’m gonna need the tires rotated and an oil change without a doubt
And if I was paid by the mile I just might could retire
But, baby, I ain’t gonna quit and I can’t be fired  

 

All of My Thorns

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Verse 1
What grace is this – I don’t understand
I can’t forget my part in nailing your hands
I should be the one crucified like a thief
Why should you die for me

Pre-Chorus
Surely this man was the Son of God

Chorus
The thorn in my flesh
Plus my sin and my pride
What else can I do
But give them to you
And all that I face
When I’m hurting inside
Please help me endure
Cause your grace is sufficient for…
All of my thorns

Verse 2
I’ve heard you care and you are kind
But my awful deeds are stuck deep in my mind
You said, “Father, they know not what they do”
Am I forgiven too

Bridge
I didn’t know I was on holy ground
When I forced it upon your brow
I just spit and laughed and knelt half-way down
And mocked you with my sinners crown

Musty Yearbook Memories of You

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Verse 1
I found my old yearbook back when we dated in school

And I opened it up and read an autographed section from you
It was a long winding letter about how much you were in love
But it wasn’t but a few months later that we finally broke up

Chorus
Yeah, the flashbacks are fadin like the pages from those old scenes

Along with black and white photos of friends wearing acid washed jeans
And the words you wrote around the ad on page 122
Are like forgotten combination lockers lining those long empty halls
They don’t mean anything now at all, it’s just words on dusty pages
And musty yearbook memories of you

Verse 2
I found several funny pictures of friends with their big hairspray hair

And I had forgotten the fashion until I saw what we all used to wear
Everything seems weird now so I stuck the book back in a storage bin
And maybe in another ten years I’ll pull it back out and look at it again

Bridge
Should I keep this old yearbook or just throw it away

Half the names and all the phone numbers aren’t good now anyway
There’s a lot written in there that’s better left packed up in the past
And after it’s gone, no one will ever ask

Send Your Praises Down

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Verse 1
Highly Exalted, oh, hallelujah!

Your Word gives visions that make us undone
With rainbows and lightning around your throne
Where heavenly hosts give praise to you alone

Chorus
Send your praises down

Move in mercy now
Send your Holy Thunder
Healing, grace, and wonder
Let knees fall to the ground
Send your praises down

Verse 2
Come from heaven, O Ancient of Days
Deliver us from the idols that we raise
Brush your blood on the door of our hearts
Enter in, take our sin, and never depart

Bridge
With cherubim and seraphim
Living creatures and angels all around
We’re joining them by falling down:
Saying, “Worthy is the Lamb!”

 

Keep the change

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You found me working in a restaurant
Surprised I could even hold a job
You stared as I poured coffee in your cup
I said, I’ve been sober two months strong
Please forgive me for all I’ve done
I’ve been beyond messed up

I’m so sorry for the heartache
If I could, I’d change everything
Will you stop by and see me again?

You said, I’d like to believe what you say
But it’ll take more time, not weeks or days
To prove you’re outta that hell
But if I come by and you’re sober
I’ll pray the addictions over
And remind you what ya hear ev’ry day
Keep the change

I said, I drank away the good I had
Trying to chase away the bad
I can’t remember all that I’ve done
But I know now what I have to do
Clean livin with a good attitude
I won’t let a drop hit my tongue

AA meetings and borrowed cigarettes
Going back to church ev’ry chance I get
Putting in the past all those bad regrets
Cause you haven’t given up on me yet

 

Missing You

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Sitting on the front porch as it starts to rain
Listening to the water dripping down everything
Staring at the empty seat right beside me
Knowing you’d be here if you weren’t off chasing your dreams

And I’m missing you
Missing you
Like the time we spent together discussing our days
Watching sunsets, thunderstorms, and fireworks displays
And I’m missing you
Missing you
I guess I always knew there’d come a day like this
A front porch hug and a goodbye kiss
As my baby girl leaves to take on the world
And now I’m missing you
Missing you

I used to sit out here and watch you ride your bike
At sixteen, I’d bring out the keys you couldn’t find
Yeah, this front porch is more than a place to sit
It’s filled with memories that I’ll never forget

I know you’re away at college today
You’re all grown up and over eighteen
So kid, go ahead and spread your wings
But remember, there’s a seat on this front porch swing

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