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Long hair, short fuse.
Waiting for a six-string dropout to give you the news
The passion, that you choose
There’s nothing progressive about what you call your views
You’re waiting for a wind
Two thousand years or more
Now it’s time you see
That all we’ve got to do is believe
Happy guys with sad souls.
Nature’s got a funny way of taking back control
Scripture and fidelity
You love to hate them both in the name of sensitivity
You’re waiting for a wind
Two thousand years or more
Now it’s time you see
That all we’ve got to do is believe
Turtlenecks and politics
Anarchy with leaders fashion statements and guitar licks
Blue sky and Mother Earth
You pray to dirt just to avoid rebirth
You’re waiting for a wind
Two thousand years or more
Now it’s time you see
That all we’ve got to do is believe!
Believe! Oh believe!
You’re waiting for the wind!
You’re waiting for the wind!
You’re waiting for the wind!
You’re waiting for the wind!
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Son of God, 'twas love that made Thee
Die, our ruined souls to save;
'Twas our sins' vast load that laid Thee,
Lord of Life, within the grave;
But Thy glorious resurrection
Showed Thee conqueror o'er the tomb;
So the saints by Thy protection
Through Thy work shall overcome.
Thou to heaven hast now ascended,
Ent'ring there by Thine own blood;
All Thy work of suff'ring ended,
Fully wrought the will of God.
For Thy Church Thou still art caring,
For us pleading in Thy love;
And our place of rest preparing
In the Father's house above.
Now the Holy Ghost doth gather
Unto God Thy people here;
We, as sons, cry, 'Abba, Father!'
His great love excluding fear:
What a debt of love we owe Thee,
Love that we can ne'er express,
Since we, through the Spirit, know Thee,
Christ the Lord, our righteousness.
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Don't Worry Anymore
04:04
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You don’t have to worry anymore
You don’t have to worry anymore.
The King is knocking at your door
And you don’t have to worry any more
The One who He promised us has come
The root and seed of David has come
To seek and to save our lost souls
Payment not in part but the whole
You don’t have to worry anymore
You don’t have to worry anymore.
The King is knocking at your door
And you don’t have to worry any more
Listen to the prophets and the kings
Listen to the psalmist as he sings
Listen to the Spirit and believe
Turn from your sin and receive.
The Lord has revealed Himself to You
Why don’t you do what you must do?
You don’t have to worry anymore
You don’t have to worry anymore.
The King is knocking at your door
And you don’t have to worry any more
You don’t have to worry anymore
You don’t have to worry anymore.
The King is knocking at your door
And you don’t have to worry any more
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I'll Praise You
04:27
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Without the shedding of blood, there is no forgiveness
Without the shedding of blood, there is no forgiveness
I'd offer my blood, but it's tainted with sin.
I stand condemned without and within.
Without the shedding of blood, there is no forgiveness
Without the shedding of blood, there is no forgiveness
I tried religion, the biggest of all.
I learned their rituals, I did it all!
Without the shedding of blood, there is no forgiveness
Without the shedding of blood, there is no forgiveness
He'll say you can do it, he'll tell you to try,
Satan stands in the pulpit, he sells you the lie!
Without the shedding of blood, there is no forgiveness
Without the shedding of blood, there is no forgiveness
Without the shedding of blood, there is no forgiveness
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Yield My Life to You
03:45
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Save me, O God
For the water has come up to my neck.
Save me, O God
I’ve cried until my eyes can cry no more.
Save me, O God
I’ve slipped into the pit of sin and shame.
Save me, O God
I know when I cry, you hear my voice.
Give thanks unto the LORD for He is good
Give thanks unto the LORD for He is good
Give thanks unto the LORD for He is good
Give thanks unto the LORD for He is good
Have mercy on me
My sin is ever before my eyes
Have mercy on me
My enemies surround me where I stand
Have mercy on me
I’ve not been the man that I should be
Have mercy on me
I fight in the promised land
Give thanks unto the LORD for He is good
His mercy endureth for ever
Give thanks unto the LORD for He is good
His mercy endureth for ever
Give thanks unto the LORD for He is good
His mercy endureth for ever
Give thanks unto the LORD for He is good
His mercy endureth for ever
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We Remember Thee
04:05
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Lord Send Me
02:55
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Who shall be my counselor?
Who shall be my guide?
The wisdom of the ages,
or just my worthless pride?
They say I need my needs met,
but there’s nothing new under the sun.
Give me Mary, Ruth, and Esther,
and Proverbs thirty-one.
And I love you, sola scriptura
I love you, sola fide
And I love you, sola scriptura
I love you, and there’s no better way
There’s no better way
They focus on the problem
They focus on their minds
Let’s focus on the Savior
and leave the garbage behind.
University studies,
Grants and subsidies,
Keep your worldly wisdom,
give me Colossians Chapter three
And I love you, sola scriptura
I love you, sola fide
And I love you, sola scriptura
I love you, and there’s no better way
There’s no better way
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Even My Faith
03:36
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Come on Home
04:32
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No love, they give you no love
No light they give you no light
Sitting in the darkness
as they speak their empty lines
Their minds are cluttered with
the thoughts of foolish wine
No life they give you no life
No truth they give you no truth
Thinking in their natural minds
the thoughts of natural men
Hoping they’ll get saved
they’re just not sure when
Come on home, my son
Come on home, my son
The work has been done
Come on home, my son
No faith they’ll give you no faith
No grace they give you no grace
Created righteousness
they trust in flesh and bone
In filthy rags they’ll stand
at the Great White Throne
Come on home, my son
Come on home, my son
The work has been done
Come on home, my son
No hope they give you no hope
No peace they give you no peace
Slaves of ritual
they tell you what to see
But the debt’s been paid
and Jesus wants you free
Come on home, my son
Come on home, my son
The work has been done
Come on home, my son
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Now He's Dead
03:37
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I once knew a man,
A very pretty young man,
He was very close to his friends,
They were always together in the end,
Now he’s dead
I once knew a girl,
A very extraverted young girl
She liked to hang out at the mall
The little boys, she had to have them all,
Now she's Dead
I once knew a guitarist,
A very talented lead guitarist,
He was always searching for the light,
Doctors helped him get through the night,
Now he’s dead
I once knew a rich man
A very clean-cut filthy rich man.
Saved every penny every dime.
He tried to buy a little extra time…
Now he's Dead
I once knew a funnyman
A very popular young funnyman.
He made fun of everything.
The good, the bad, and even of my King,
Now he's Dead
Now I see you and me
We are not what we should be
We worry tomorrow, 'bout yesterday.
Never took the time to say,
Now we're dead
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Mary and the Thief
05:10
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My Redeemer Lives
05:10
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Now She's Dead (2023)
04:14
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Nothing But Sky Greensboro, North Carolina
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