Sunday, January 18, 2009

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I found a myspace:blog scraggler...

The Day I Walked the Earth:

Alas the wall of kings came down
And all the people gathered round
Triumphant was the waking sound
The day I walked the earth

A sea of shining, crystal tears
Filled with lonely, searching years
Cries that I'd forever hear
The day I walked the earth

Mountains sang low and deep
The gates to passes, forever keep
The greenest hillsides cradled sheep
The day I walked the earth

Glorious in all it's sight
To all the earth would look like might
But Empires strength can only fight
The day I walked the earth

Shaded forests slumber sweet
Dreams horizons bring a fleet
Ships with guns and I'm on my feet
The day I walked the earth

Valleys vast in green and gray
Moonlit by night and bright by day
So many places I wished to stay
The day I walked

Gardens lay beneath night sky
Deserts burn forever dry
But no land came and wondered why
The day I walked the earth

The smiles I saw in lands of truth
In lands where children had no roof
Spoke an all resounding proof
The day I walked the earth

I found refuge beneath your hand
My heart is glad here, where I stand
I wish to bare your servants brand
All the days I walk the earth

I woke to find my feet at rest
They had not traveled east or west
But a calling lay within my chest
And I will walk the earth

[Here where I am or where I've never been. Lead me, oh Lord]

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

...blessed

Listen

I think this song could ring forever in my ears and I would not tire of it
This blue mountain trail could stretch to the sea and I would walk it
These pages could turn for all my days and I would read them
These pictures could lay before me and I would gaze at them until they lost their colour
These trees could touch the sky and I would climb them
This river, I would float, should it never end
These words could pour over the years and I would listen
And all of these could end this moment but my thanks to You, oh Lord, would be always
For I know that gentle hands play a song out beyond my ears reach
Feet fall gracefully along the path on the horizon
A pen, painstakingly traces words on paper each passing hour in a kind heart
Smiles will be captured everyday in my mind through my trusty lenses
The wind softly searches these branches and soft, searching eyes will find me
I should wish for no end to this soothing current
Nore the end of comforting words, set to the sound of a beating heart
Oh what blessing you have brought to me, my God
Oh what praise I will give you in such joy that I have never known
Should I awake and all be gone
Should I be taken far from any such thing
I would sing of them still and of the love that I should be graced with such

Friday, January 9, 2009

...climbing

God has not given me a spirit of fear
But of power and love and a sound mind
So I will be silent so that I may hear
And take action with strength, take action in time
These arms are not pillars that hold up the sky
I have my vices and night
Fail though I might, I will always try
And when the day comes, I will fight
Broken ankles and broken knees
These will not be few
You've heard my cries and distant pleas
I fear not the valley, for You lead me through
I will grit my teeth, I will not let go
My back will last as it will
You've given me strength and each day I grow
Oh bring me another hill...

...for my climbing has just begun.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

...a song...at times.

Well, here I am
Once again with blood on my hands
I've fallen on my face...
...in the river. Wash me clean

Here I stand
A failed and broken man
Of worth, there's not a trace
O savior, please hold me

What can I say?
What can I do?
You see me through...like you always do
And tomorrow...will be a glorious day

Let us walk
And hold our hands up high
Our Father be glorified
His grace has washed us clean

The world will talk
But let your life be loud
And let your voice cry out
"Our God has set us free"

What can we say?
What can we do?
You see us through...like you always do
And today...is a glorious day
Is a glorious day

Thursday, January 1, 2009

...not a typical new years.

I for some reason lacked the enthusiasm to celebrate. Not that new years has ever been especially contrastive for me.

No new years resolutions. I don't see why resolutions can't be made during the year.

I did, however, ring in the new year watching Return of the King with Brent.

I also stayed up horribly late for no good reason and made some awful recordings of some acoustic stuff.

Pretty certain that I won't sleep...