Of The Girl
let us sing
power and majesty, praise to the King;
mountains bow down and the seas will roar
at the sound of Your name.
I sing for joy at the work of Your hands,
forever I'll love You, forever I'll stand,
nothing compares to the promise I have in You.
My Jesus, My Savior,
Lord, there is none like You;
All of my days
I want to praise
the wonders of Your mighty love.
My comfort, my shelter,
Tower of refuge and strength;
let every breath, all that I am
never cease to worship You.
Shout to the Lord, a
Heart On My Sleeve
Your eyes
they often lie
and leave me feeling
misunderstood
our tragedy
plays out like a symphony
a breath and a whisper
are your clues
inside we shake
because we're afraid
but we're certainly not afraid of you
these dreams instead
who like a blanket
has smothered me but still left me warm
I don't need sympathy
or your apologies
why don't you understand?
the face you see
well it belongs to me
and I'm doing the best I can...
just to make you smile
just to make you smile
again...
Faith, we're acting on courage alone
what will they do
when that's all through?
dance in the dark
sleeve pinned with a heart
just to let you know
that we're in pain
I don't want sympathy
or your apologies
why don't you understand?
the face you see
well it belongs to me
and I'm doing the best I can...
just to make you smile
just to make you smile
again...
every now and then you have to see
that the wall we've built has landed on me
every now and then why don't we pretend
that things will come together in the end
every now and then just open your eyes
does every part of everything have to be right
every now and then- so that after a while
I might get through and make you smile