we’ll press for Canaan’s shore

You weary heavy-laden souls
Who are oppressed sore
You travelers through the wilderness
To Canaan’s peaceful shore
Through beating winds and chilly rains,
And waters deep and cold
And enemies surrounding you
Have courage and be bold

The storms and hurricanes arise
The desert all around
And fiery serpents oft appear
Through the enchanted ground
Dark night and clouds and gloomy fear
And dragons often roar
But when the gospel trump we hear
We’ll press for Canaan’s shore

-Crooked Still, Florence

come down, o love, divine

Come down, O love divine, seek Thou this soul of mine,
And visit it with Thine own ardor glowing.
O Comforter, draw near, within my heart appear,
And kindle it, Thy holy flame bestowing.

O let it freely burn, til earthly passions turn
To dust and ashes in its heat consuming;
And let Thy glorious light shine ever on my sight,
And clothe me round, the while my path illuming.

Let holy charity mine outward vesture be,
And lowliness become mine inner clothing;
True lowliness of heart, which takes the humbler part,
And o’er its own shortcomings weeps with loathing.

And so the yearning strong, with which the soul will long,
Shall far outpass the power of human telling;
For none can guess its grace, till he become the place
Wherein the Holy Spirit makes His dwelling.

-Bianco of Siena, Come Down, O Love Divine

come, Holy Spirit, come

‘Come with the gift to heal
the wounds of guilt and fear,
And to oppression’s face reveal
The kingdom drawing near.
Where chaos longs to reign,
Descend, O holy Dove,
And free us all to work again
The miracles of love.

Spirit of truth, arise:
Inspire the prophet’s voice:
Expose to scorn the tyrant’s lies,
And bid the poor rejoice.
O Spirit, clear our sight,
All prejudice remove,
And help us to discern the right,
And covet only love.’

-Michael Forster, Come Holy Spirit, Come

my flickering torch

O light that foll’west all my way,
I yield my flick’ring torch to thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.

-George Mattheson, O Love That Will Not Let Me Go

the mouth of the tomb shouted

High noon in the valley of the shadow
When the deep of the valley was bright

When the mouth of the tomb shouted,
“Glory, the groom is alive”

So long, you wages of sin go on,
Don’t you come back again

I’ve been raised and redeemed;
You’ve lost all your sting
To the victor of the battle at
High noon in the valley
In the valley of the shadow

-Andrew Peterson, High Noon

love left a window in the skies

The shackles are undone,

the bullets quit the gun

The heat that’s in the sun will keep us when there’s none

The rule has been disproved, the stone it has been moved

The grave is now a groove, all debts are removed

Oh can’t you see what love has done?

-U2, Window in the Skies

let’s be a miracle

Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
Quiet our hearts for a little while

Things have been spoken
Shouldn’t be said
Rattles around in our hearts and our heads

Let’s feel what we cannot feel
Know what we cannot know
Let’s heal where we couldn’t heal
Oh, it’s a miracle, it’s a miracle

Let’s be a miracle

-Sara Groves, Miracle, (story behind the song)

lenten & easter playlist

a few favorites to meditate and reflect upon during this lenten & easter season.  enjoy.

lenten & easter playlist
(note: some versions of the hymns found aren’t my favorite but are still good)

a few not found on the above playlist: 
Power in the Blood
O Worship the King
How Deep the Father’s Love for Us
Jesus, Savior, Pilot Me (ignore the strange images on the youtube video)
Hallelujah, What a Savior
High Noon
Worship Christ the Risen King

taize favorites:
Song One
The kingdom of God is justice and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit
Come Lord, and open in us in the gates of your kingdom.

Song Two
Wait for the Lord, whose day is near.
Wait for the Lord, keep watch, take heart!

Song Three
Bless the Lord, my soul, and bless God’s holy name.
Bless the Lord, my soul, who leads me into life. (Ps 104,1)

yahweh

Take these shoes
Click clacking down some dead end street
Take these shoes
And make them fit

Take this shirt
Polyester white trash made in nowhere
Take this shirt
And make it clean, clean

Take this soul
Stranded in some skin and bones
Take this soul
And make it sing

Take these hands
Teach them what to carry
Take these hands
Don’t make a fist no

Take this mouth
So quick to criticize
Take this mouth
Give it a kiss

Take this city
A city should be shining on a hill
Take this city
If it be your will

What no man can own, no man can take
Take this heart
Take this heart
Take this heart
And make it break

-U2, Yahweh