It's a fear that keeps me wide awake
In the middle of the night
When the expectations are too great
And the bar gets raised too high
So I do the best with what I've got
And hope that no one knows
That I strain to see how high I can
Try to stand on these toes
Until I'm measured, but You know better
We raise the standard and try to reach You
But we'll never make it, and we don't need to
even when//nichole nordeman
Showing posts with label favorite lyrics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label favorite lyrics. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
Sunday, September 06, 2009
the problem.
There's got to be some reason for all this misery
A secret evil corporation somewhere overseas
They're pulling strings, arranging things
It's a conspiracy
Or what about the ones who shape the course of history
What if we petitioned for one grand apology?
I'll write to my prime minister
You, write your president
Everybody's wondering how the world could get this way
If God is good, and how it could be filled with so much pain
It's not the age-old mystery we made it out to be
Yeah, there's a problem with the world
And the problem with the world is me
Some will say the devil and his legions
They put us in a headlock of submission
But they lost all power over me
A long, long time ago
And since I was a kid you know I've caused a lot of hurt
And no one ever taught me how to put myself first
It came so very naturally
But I'm not a prodigy
So I will look no further than a mirror
That's where the offender hides
So great is my need for a redeemer
That I cannot trust myself
No, I cannot trust my self
I dare not trust myself
So I trust in someone else
The sooner you can sing along
The sooner you can sing this song
The happier we'll be
The problem with the world is me
the problem//downhere
A secret evil corporation somewhere overseas
They're pulling strings, arranging things
It's a conspiracy
Or what about the ones who shape the course of history
What if we petitioned for one grand apology?
I'll write to my prime minister
You, write your president
Everybody's wondering how the world could get this way
If God is good, and how it could be filled with so much pain
It's not the age-old mystery we made it out to be
Yeah, there's a problem with the world
And the problem with the world is me
Some will say the devil and his legions
They put us in a headlock of submission
But they lost all power over me
A long, long time ago
And since I was a kid you know I've caused a lot of hurt
And no one ever taught me how to put myself first
It came so very naturally
But I'm not a prodigy
So I will look no further than a mirror
That's where the offender hides
So great is my need for a redeemer
That I cannot trust myself
No, I cannot trust my self
I dare not trust myself
So I trust in someone else
The sooner you can sing along
The sooner you can sing this song
The happier we'll be
The problem with the world is me
the problem//downhere
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
The Goodness of God
I can find these lyrics no where on the Internet, so I thought I would write them out:
My God is a giver, an overflowing river,
pouring His lavish love on us.
Season after season, we give Him every reason
to stop- but He never does.
Oh, the goodness of God is flooding my heart with peace
Oh, the goodness of God is bringing me to my knees
My God is a Father, who ransoms sons and daughters
pouring His costly love on us.
His greatest treasure given so we could be forgiven;
His son crushed to make us whole.
Oh the Goodness of God is flooding my heart with peace
Oh the Goodness of God is bringing me to my knees
We say we believe You are good
We believe You are good
We believe You are good
We believe You are good
We say we believe You are good
We believe You are good, You are good
We say We believe You are good
We believe You are good
Oh, the goodness of God is flooding my heart with peace
Oh, the goodness of God is bringing me to my knees
My God is a giver, an overflowing river,
pouring His lavish love on us.
Season after season, we give Him every reason
to stop- but He never does.
Oh, the goodness of God is flooding my heart with peace
Oh, the goodness of God is bringing me to my knees
My God is a Father, who ransoms sons and daughters
pouring His costly love on us.
His greatest treasure given so we could be forgiven;
His son crushed to make us whole.
Oh the Goodness of God is flooding my heart with peace
Oh the Goodness of God is bringing me to my knees
We say we believe You are good
We believe You are good
We believe You are good
We believe You are good
We say we believe You are good
We believe You are good, You are good
We say We believe You are good
We believe You are good
Oh, the goodness of God is flooding my heart with peace
Oh, the goodness of God is bringing me to my knees
Saturday, November 29, 2008
the twenty-first time.
Nowhere to live, nowhere to fall
He used to have money, but he’s wasted it all.
His face is a photograph burned in my mind,
but I pretend not to see him for the twenty-first time
He sleeps under stars, that’s all he can afford
His blanket’s an old coat he’s had since the war
He stands on the corner of Carter and Vine
But I pretend not to see him for the twenty-first time
He may be a drifter, he’s grown old and gray
But what if he’s Jesus and I walk away?
I say I’m the body and drink of the wine
But I pretend not to see him for the twenty-first time
She’s twenty-nine but she feels forty-eight
She can’t raise three kids on minimum wage
She’s cryin’ in back of the welfare line
But I pretend not to see her for the twenty-first time
She may be a stranger tryin’ to get through the day
But what if it’s Jesus and I walk away?
I say I’m the body and drink of the wine
But I pretend not to see her for the twenty-first time
This is a call for a change in my heart
I realize that I’ve not been doin’ my part
When I needed a Savior, I found it in Him
He gave to me, now I’ll give back to them
Drifter or stranger, father or son
I’ll look for Jesus in every one
'Cause I am the body and drink of the wine
And I’m thankful there’s more than the twenty-first time
Monk & Neagle // twenty-first time
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvqwHGH3Tlw&feature=related
reminds me of Crazy Love, thought I'd share it with ya'll
He used to have money, but he’s wasted it all.
His face is a photograph burned in my mind,
but I pretend not to see him for the twenty-first time
He sleeps under stars, that’s all he can afford
His blanket’s an old coat he’s had since the war
He stands on the corner of Carter and Vine
But I pretend not to see him for the twenty-first time
He may be a drifter, he’s grown old and gray
But what if he’s Jesus and I walk away?
I say I’m the body and drink of the wine
But I pretend not to see him for the twenty-first time
She’s twenty-nine but she feels forty-eight
She can’t raise three kids on minimum wage
She’s cryin’ in back of the welfare line
But I pretend not to see her for the twenty-first time
She may be a stranger tryin’ to get through the day
But what if it’s Jesus and I walk away?
I say I’m the body and drink of the wine
But I pretend not to see her for the twenty-first time
This is a call for a change in my heart
I realize that I’ve not been doin’ my part
When I needed a Savior, I found it in Him
He gave to me, now I’ll give back to them
Drifter or stranger, father or son
I’ll look for Jesus in every one
'Cause I am the body and drink of the wine
And I’m thankful there’s more than the twenty-first time
Monk & Neagle // twenty-first time
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvqwHGH3Tlw&feature=related
reminds me of Crazy Love, thought I'd share it with ya'll
Friday, December 09, 2005
more sara groves
yeah....more sara groves. i pretty much love her!
I think we've figured out
this world is bigger than you and I.
We've exhausted our wealth of knowledge
and have no more answers for mankind.
We've had every conversation in the world
about what is right and what has all gone bad,
but have I mentioned to you that this is all I am,
this is all that I have.
I would like to share with you what makes me complete.
I don't claim to have found the Truth,
but I know it has found me.
the only thing that isn't meaningless to
me is Jesus Christ and and way he set me
free. This is all that I have. This is all that I am.
[conversations // sara groves]
I think we've figured out
this world is bigger than you and I.
We've exhausted our wealth of knowledge
and have no more answers for mankind.
We've had every conversation in the world
about what is right and what has all gone bad,
but have I mentioned to you that this is all I am,
this is all that I have.
I would like to share with you what makes me complete.
I don't claim to have found the Truth,
but I know it has found me.
the only thing that isn't meaningless to
me is Jesus Christ and and way he set me
free. This is all that I have. This is all that I am.
[conversations // sara groves]
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
sara groves
man alive...i have the most random music phases. currently i cannot get enough of sara groves. i love how her songs are full of lyrics- each song is a story that really makes me think. my all-time favorite is posted below. i love it because God has been showing his faithfulness to me each and every day, it's just amazing! between readin the Purpose-Driven Life and talking things out with friends and what I learn in Bible Study, it's all soooo relevant to where I am at. here's my favorite.
Morning by morning I wake up to find
the power and comfort of God's hand in mine.
Season by season I watch him amazed, in
awe of the mystery of his perfect ways
All I have need of his hand will provide.
He's always been faithful to me
I can't remember a trial or a pain he did
not recycle to bring me gain. I can't
remember one single regret in serving
God only and trusting his hand
This is my anthem, this is my song, the
theme of the stories I've heard for so long.
God has been faithful, he will be again.
His loving compassion, it knows no end.
[he's always been faithful to me // sara groves]
Morning by morning I wake up to find
the power and comfort of God's hand in mine.
Season by season I watch him amazed, in
awe of the mystery of his perfect ways
All I have need of his hand will provide.
He's always been faithful to me
I can't remember a trial or a pain he did
not recycle to bring me gain. I can't
remember one single regret in serving
God only and trusting his hand
This is my anthem, this is my song, the
theme of the stories I've heard for so long.
God has been faithful, he will be again.
His loving compassion, it knows no end.
[he's always been faithful to me // sara groves]