by Jars of Clay on album Much Afraid
You name me, who am I? That I should company with something so divine? Mercy waits, overjoyed prospect of finding, freeing Freeing me Love is the thing this time I'm sure And I couldn't need you more
by Jars of Clay on album Jars of Clay
Images on the sidewalk Speak of dream's descent Washed away by storms To graves of cynical lament Dirty canvases To call my own Protest lyrics Carved by the old pay phone In your picture book I'm tr
by Jars of Clay on album Jars of Clay
Images on the sidewalk Speak of dream's descent Washed away by storms To graves of cynical lament Dirty canvases To call my own Protest lyrics Carved by the old pay phone In your picture book I'm tr
by Jars of Clay on album Jars of Clay
Images on the sidewalk Speak of dream's descent Washed away by storms To graves of cynical lament Dirty canvases To call my own Protest lyrics Carved by the old pay phone In your picture book I'm tr
by Jars of Clay on album Front Yard Luge.
Crazy Love Lyrics (Rusty Young) Ooh ooh Crazy love, Ay-hi-i-i Tonight I'm gonna break away Just you wait and see I'll never be imprisoned by a faded memory Just when I think I'm over her This brok
by Jars of Clay on album Frail
Images on the sidewalk Speak of dream's descent Washed away by storms To graves of cynical lament Dirty canvases To call my own Protest lyrics Carved by the old pay phone In your picture book I'm tr
by Jars Of Clay on album Miscellaneous
Rain, rain on my face Hasn't stopped raining for days My world is a flood Slowly I become one with the mud But if I can't swim after forty days And my mind is crushed by the crashing waves Lift me up
by Jars Of Clay on album Jars Of Clay
Jars Of Clay Jars Of Clay Four Seven We have this treasure in earthen vessels to show that this power is from God, and not from us
by Jars of Clay on album Jars of Clay Presents The Shelter
I wasted a rescue Abandoned the mission I've failed by my own hand And watched it all go wrong You said You could save me That I couldn't save myself You said that You loved me No matter what I've don
by Jars Of Clay on album Miscellaneous
Jars Of Clay Miscellaneous The Valley Song (Sing Of Your Mercy) You have led me to the sadness I have carried this pain On a back bruised and nearly broken I'm crying out to You Chorus: I will
by Jars of Clay on album The Essential Jars of Clay
Oh, it's not hard to know What you're thinking When you look down on me now Your trance of love is seeking To turn this world around But in my state of blind confusion No God can pull me out I see yo
by Jars of Clay on album The Essential Jars of Clay
Oh, it's not hard to know What you're thinking When you look down on me now Your trance of love is seeking To turn this world around But in my state of blind confusion No God can pull me out I see yo
by Jars Of Clay on album Jars Of Clay
Rain, rain on my face It hasn't stopped raining for days My world is a flood Slowly I become one with the mud But if I can't swim after forty days And my mind is crushed by the thrashing waves Lift m
by Jars of Clay on album Jars Of Clay
I'm the only one to blame for this Somehow it all adds up the same Soaring on the wings of selfish pride I flew too high and like Icarus I collide With a world I try so hard To leave behind To rid my
by Jars Of Clay on album Jars Of Clay
Don't try to reach me, if I'm already dead The pain when it grips me, for things that I've done Well, I try to make you proud, but for crying out loud Just give me a chance to hide away The exhaustion
by Jars of Clay on album Jars Of Clay
Dear God, surround me as I speak The bridges that I walk across are weak And my frustrations fill the void That I can't solely bear Dear God, don't let me fall apart You've held me close to You But I
by Jars Of Clay on album Jars Of Clay
Ha, ha, ha Four Marionett has your number Its pulling your arms and legs till you can't stand on your own Draggin' your conscience on the stage And your heart gets rearranged You cannot tell your men
by Jars Of Clay on album Jars Of Clay
Images on the sidewalk, speak of dream's descent Washed away by storms to graves, of cynical lament Dirty canvases, to call my own Protest limericks carved by the old pay phone In your picture book I
by Jars of Clay on album Jars Of Clay
Cynical, just your way You play the doubting Thomas Feel the scars and wipe the stains So you fight and retreat And talk yourself out of believing In any peace that you can't see Blind words you cal
by Jars of Clay on album Peace Is Here: Christmas Reflections by Jars of Clay
I heard the bells on Christmas day Their old familiar carols play And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth, goodwill to men Till ringing, singing on its way The world revolves from night