Music for Your Monday... I wake up to this song by Andrew Peterson every morning via my alarm. Today, it hit me all over again--the beauty and depth. This song is probably the essence of everything my life stands for. The pain, the ache, the joy, the beauty, the redemption... (except for the lines about being a boy haha). Cant you feel it in your bones Something isnt right here Something that youve always known But you dont know why Cause every time the sun goes down We face another night here Waiting for the world to spin around Just to survive But when you see the morning sun Burning through a silver mist Dont you want to thank someone? Dont you want to thank someone for this? Dont you ever wonder why In spite of all thats wrong here Theres still so much that goes so right And beauty abounds? Cause sometimes when you walk outside The air is full of song here The thunder rolls and the baby sighs And the rain comes down And when you see the spring has come And it warms you like a mothers kiss Dont you want to thank someone? Dont you want to thank someone for this? I used to be a little boy As golden as a sunrise Breaking over Illinois When the corn was tall Yeah, but every little boy grows up And hes haunted by the heart that died Longing for the world that was Before the Fall Oh, but then forgiveness comes A grace that I cannot resist And I just want to thank someone I just want to thank someone for this Now I can see the world is charged Its glimmering with promises Written in a script of stars Dripping from prophets lips But still, my thirst is never slaked I am hounded by a restlessness Eaten by this endless ache But still I will give thanks for this Cause I can see it in the seas of wheat I can feel it when the horses run Its howling in the snowy peaks Its blazing in the midnight sun Just behind a veil of wind A million angels waiting in the wings A swirling storm of cherubim Making ready for the Reckoning Oh, how long, how long? Oh, sing on, sing on And when the world is new again And the children of the King Are ancient in their youth again Maybe its a better thing A better thing To be more than merely innocent But to be broken then redeemed by love Maybe this old world is bent But its waking up And Im waking up Cause I can hear the voice of one Hes crying in the wilderness Make ready for the Kingdom Come Dont you want to thank someone for this? https://youtube/watch?v=_e9Gy1aRrpU
Posted on: Mon, 20 Oct 2014 22:10:07 +0000
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