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Raindrops in the Wind
03:46
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You spoke in subtlety like raindrops in the wind from distant clouds
A gentle kiss in sunshine to bring hope when storms arrive
wisdom to survive
healing to the broken-hearted
vision to the disillusioned
You spoke and I listened
Your words pierced the pride-encrusted shell around my heart
Like wind to dying embers, fanned the fire within my soul
caused the wick within to glow
I felt your warmth so long forgotten
Yet you remembered and you sought me
Your words brought me life
No doubt remains within my mind and heart
that you are just who you say you are
And everything you say is true
Everything I see reveals you
And I would not be except for your sweet mercy
Keep on pouring it out on me
Your love gently soothes and moves me as ripples kiss the shore
Just a touch of something greater is the mystery you reveal
And it's your privilege to conceal
a love so tender and so glorious
And yet you pour it over us
Your love, I do receive
No doubt remains within my mind and heart
that you are just who you say you are
And everything you say is true
Everything I see reveals you
And I would not be except for your sweet mercy
Keep on pouring it out on me
Your love gently soothes and moves me as ripples kiss the shore
Just a touch of something greater is the mystery you reveal
And it's your privilege to conceal
a love so tender and so glorious
And yet you pour it over us
Your love, I do receive
Yes, your love I do receive
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Where are the Good Men
04:10
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Where are the good men, where have they gone?
Who can remember what they have done?
Where are the good men, the pure hearted few?
Who will replace them? Is it me is it you?
Men of good conscience who mean what they say
who pray for the truth and truthfully pray
Men of great valor who stand and defend
the helpless and needy. They'll stand to the end
Where are the good men, where have they gone?
Who can remember what they have done?
Where are the good men, the pure hearted few?
Who will replace them? Is it me is it you?
Men who will honor the vows they have made
who'll honor and cherish with a love that won't fade
Men who will stand when all others fall
who have humbly yielded to the dear Savior's call
Where are the good men, where have they gone?
Who can remember what they have done?
Where are the good men, the pure hearted few?
Who will replace them? Is it me is it you?
The Lord is out searching for men to enlist
Those willing to serve Him in true faithfulness
Where are the good men, where have they gone?
Who can remember what they have done?
Where are the good men, the pure hearted few?
Who will replace them? Is it me is it you?
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My Father and I
04:28
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I hear the distant cry of a violin
carried faintly in the singing wind
Time has nearly buried it,
but my memory still carries him
My father and I used to love a good song
And we would sing it all day long
My father and me, we were never closer together
than when we would sing our favorite song
He taught me how to use my ears
and I've used them well throughout the years
He showed me how from the very start
to play the song that was in my heart
My father and I used to love a good song
And we would sing it all day long
My father and me, we were never closer together
than when we would sing our favorite song
His golden voice was silenced when
the plane went down he was flying in
And all the years went rushing by
the night I heard my father had died
Who remembers the singer of a song
long after the singer's gone
But the song that's sung from a heart that's true
is the one that is passed from me to you
As generations move along
I've two sons of my own that are growing up strong
I pray that God would give to them
the gift of songs to sing for Him
My father and I used to love a good song
And we would sing it all day long
My father and me, we were never closer together
than when we would sing our favorite song
we would sing our favorite song
we would sing our favorite song
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Here We Are
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Here we are you and I
Here before God you and I
And in His name I will love you
In His love I am yours
I am yours for all my life
Here you are before me
Eyes full of love for me
What words can express my joy
My heart is dancing with thanks
with thanks to God
Here I am before you
Take my hand, I love you
Oh God keep our love we pray
May our love know the fullness
the fullness of your delight
Here we are
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In the Quiet
05:24
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In the quiet early morning, while the world is still asleep
I can hear you speaking softly, Father, to me
In the stillness of the morning, your words ring so clear
I can hear you singing gently, Father, to me
Wondrous meditations fill my mind, refresh my soul
As you reveal yourself to me
Wondrous meditations fill my mind, refresh my soul
As you reveal yourself to me
And your beauty is reflected in the peace that overwhelms my soul
I can sense it, sweet assurance, you give to me
Words of wisdom, timeless wisdom, now illuminates my heart
I can sense it, loving guidance, you give to me
Wondrous meditations fill my mind, refresh my soul
As you reveal yourself to me
Wondrous meditations fill my mind, refresh my soul
As you reveal yourself to me
Wondrous meditations fill my mind, refresh my soul
As you come and embrace me
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Orphans
06:30
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The wind across the hostile plain
picks up the sun-scorched sand again
erasing the story written there
of children searching for somewhere
to lay their heads down in peace, l
ay their bodies where war has ceased
to find an everlasting home
where they'll no longer need to roam
Mother, father disappeared
when violence invaded their early years
The stars that shone came crashing down
and left a hole in their small town
To escape they flee hand in hand,
running scared across an angry land
Hiding beneath a bush by day,
and trusting the moonlight to find their way
And God, He knows, He knows, He knows, He knows
God, He knows, He knows, He knows, He knows
Hunger and sickness tear at them
like the thorns in the desert that cover them
Their hope for refuge pushes them on,
the weak relying upon the strong
In ragged clothes they make their way
from the sands of the desert to the streets of the city
Begging and stealing to survive.
Their one sole purpose: to stay alive
And God, He knows, He knows, He knows, He knows
God, He knows, He knows, He knows, He knows
One who lives the life of love,
born in him from God above
finds his life divinely entwined
with a petty thief, barely nine
As grace transforms the hardened child,
the love of Christ becomes his smile
and one more orphan of the war
finds his way to heaven's door
And God, He knows, He knows, He knows, He knows
God, He knows, He knows, He knows, He knows
And God, You know, You know, You know, You know
God, You know, You know, You know, You know
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Give me your children, I'll take care of them for you
I'll engage their precious minds so you can do the things you want to do
You want to educate them but you find it quite a chore
Just leave them to me. I'll give them plenty to explore
I will capture their attention. I will capture their minds
Don't worry about a thing, you can leave them behind
Let me be their teacher, and it's you they'll ignore
I'll engage them for hours. You can walk out the door.
I'm the altar in your living room. Pandora's nasty box
I give forbidden fruit. I'm the serpent who talks
You can plug me in and turn me on and then you are mine
and though you justify it I've stolen your time
Give me your children, I'll mold them to conform
to a vast display of perversions they'll consider the norm
I'll hypnotize their conscience, they'll be putty in my hands
They may be your children but they're at my command
I'll suck the imagination right out of their brains
Passivity is key for what I want to attain
An empty head is easier by far to refill
My method's so efficient they'll have time to kill
I'm the altar...
Give me your children. It's the best thing you can do
if you want them to fit in and fit your schedule too
I'll fill them with images until they're saturated
and take away their distracting need to be creative
You needn't be concerned for them, I'll keep them off the street
I'll keep them off the playgrounds. They'll stay here at my feet
Your conscience will let you leave them with me as you go
For I raised you myself. I taught you everything you know
I'm the altar...
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She Sells Peanuts
03:53
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She sells peanuts on the street
And with a smile she tells you when you meet her
Jesus loves you. He loves you. And you know she knows it’s true
She sells peanuts to raise a family of nine
And she’ll tell you, they’re taken care of just fine
‘cause Jesus loves them. And he loves you too. And you know she knows it’s true
Deep in Manila, where the streets can be so mean
I once met a queen
There on the sidewalk amidst the smoke and foul debris
She smiled at me
And her smile never fades from day to day
She’s a true hero of the faith.
She sells peanuts on the street
And with a smile she tells you when you meet her
Jesus loves you. He loves you. And you know she knows it’s true
She sells peanuts, to help the desperately poor
Who live around her. She helps the neighbor next door
‘Cause Jesus loves them. And he loves you too. And you know she knows it’s true
Life isn’t easy when there’s not much on which to live
And yet she wants to give
Hunger and hardship cast no shadow on her day
It’s for you she wants to pray
And never will you hear her complain
She’s a true hero of the faith
She sells peanuts on the street
And with a smile she tells you when you meet her
Jesus loves you. He loves you. And you know she knows it’s true
She sells peanuts for the King of all kings
And she loves him, and you can tell that
He loves her, He loves her. And you know she knows it’s true
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Sad Old Man
03:37
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Sad old man, what's your story?
Looks like a thousand years have filled your eyes
And the creases in your face are deep in the setting sun
Do you miss someone?
Sad old man, what can you tell me?
Have you gleaned a little wisdom from your life?
Is there someway I can live without regret?
Or do you forget? Sad old man.
Did I detect a twinkle in your eye?
A spark of rage?
What passions long deep lie
asleep within your heart?
A life has been lived
What stories can you tell?
Are they to be reserved for you and God alone?
If I listen can you recall
anything at all?
Sad old man, where are you going?
Is someone waiting on the other side
of the river you're about to cross?
You will be our loss. Sad old man.
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Jesus, Our Strong Tower
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In times like this when there is no relief
In times like this when there’s no stability
In times like this when our castles have all burned
Where do we turn
In times like this when our heroes stumble and fall
In times like this when we can make no sense of it all
In times like this when there’s nothing we can do
Where can we turn to, but you
Jesus, our strong tower
Our refuge in times of trouble
Our comfort in our sorrows
You’re the hope for all our tomorrows
What’s the use in praying, they must have wondered to themselves
When our greatest hope has died
For there he lay beneath a tomb of cold and lifeless stone
It seemed the triumph of a lie
But oh see Him rise
Jesus, our strong tower
Our refuge in times of trouble
Our comfort in our sorrows
You’re the hope for all our tomorrows
Jesus our salvation
The hope for every nation
Our strength and our peace
Our ever-present help in our deepest need
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Search Me Oh God
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Search me oh God, and know my heart
Try me and know my anxious thoughts
And see if there be any hurtful way in me
And lead me in the everlasting way
Yes, lead me in the everlasting way
And let the morning bring me
word of your unfailing love
For in you I put my trust
Show me the way I should go
For to you I lift up my soul
I lift up my soul
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This is My Heart
04:50
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This is my heart. You know it well
For it's the one you have made
You fashioned and formed it, and placed it within me
Then gave me the choice to obey
This is my heart. I've not done so well
In keeping it pure and unstained
All my charades are well documented
Along with all of my pain
My hope is in your persistence
In leaving no stone unturned
My shame is in giving resistance
To a love that cannot be earned
O you long for your children, to be gathered around you
In the place you've prepared for us to stay
And so you came down from Paradise, to live and die among the worst of us
Your love poured out to make a way. I need a way
For this is my heart. It's barren without you
A frozen windswept plain
I long for the Garden where I once knew you
Take me there again
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Wise men followed the trail you’d laid out in the sky
Angels called out to simple men come hear the cry
Your King is born among the beasts and flies
He took his first breath tonight
Softly, Mary sang our God a lullaby
while Joseph prayed for the strength and means to provide
for this King born among the beasts and flies
who breathed the air with us tonight
Subtle in your majesty, you slipped beneath our gaze
In heavenly humility, you came to live within our days
Tears and laughter mingled with the bleat of lambs
as kings and shepherds searched and found this son of man
born to be the King of every king
He breathed the breath of every being
Subtle in your majesty, you slipped beneath our gaze
In heavenly humility, you came to live within our days
Wise men still follow the trail you lay out in the sky
I am a simple man, come to hear the faintest cry
of my King born this wondrous day
He breathed and the clouds moved away
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What Kind of God is This
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What kind of God is this
born with the need for a mother’s kiss
Born in a low and humble way
O my Lord, how great that day
What kind of Deity have we
walking among us day to day
Feeling our pain with a fragile heart
O my Lord, how great you are
You pour out your fullness
to replace our emptiness
But our hearts remain so restless
till they finally find their rest in your sweet forgiveness
What kind of Savior are you
bleeding from the cross you were nailed to
I fall on my knees as you hang above
O my Lord, how great your love
You pour out your fullness …
What kind of hope is this
buried ‘neath the earth; what did we miss
But hear his thunder roll that stone away
O my Lord, how great that day
O my Lord, how great that day
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You Who Spoke
03:51
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You who spoke creation into being by your wisdom are here in my heart
You who danced upon the waters long before time began are here in my heart
You who placed the stars up in the heavens and called them all by name
You who filled the oceans and cause the clouds to rain
You who fashioned each of us after your own image
and gave us the breath of life
You who are God everlasting
You are here
You who in the frailty of our frame walked among us for a while are here
You who love incarnate brought healing to our souls are here in my heart
You who gently held the children in your hands
You who shone the light of truth across the land
You who broke the power of death through your own suffering
and gave us eternal life
You who are God everlasting
You are here
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Father you have always loved me
You have made a way for me
To come into your holy presence
To come before your throne of grace
I praise your name, for you have set me free
Jesus I will sing my song to you
as long as I have breath
For you have taken all my burdens
And given me your peaceful rest
May all my days be filled with songs of praise
Holy Spirit I receive your cleansing power
Your healing touch
Wash me of my ugly sin
And fill me with your loveliness
Give me a heart of love and thankfulness
Father you have always loved me
You have made a way for me
To come into your holy presence
To come before your throne of grace
I praise your name, for you have set me free
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Dale Lund Vancouver, British Columbia
I was born into a creative family, where jam sessions and art days were part of the fabric of our growing up. Faith in our one true Creator is the weave that held it all together. I've been writing songs since my teens. I like to tell stories in my songs. In each story is a glimmer of the grace held out to us in all aspects of life. I hope as you listen, you will hear and see it. ... more
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