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Adam
03:03
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Pressed lips onto the dirt
Breathing life into the earth
All at once my limbs awake
Blood flows through this jar of clay
I was made for this
Perfect love from a quickening kiss
To join the dance and sing along
To love, thrive, belong
Pursed lips to ear I heard
Those luscious tempting words
My heart the willing prey
“Did God truly say?”
The sweetness never came
Sickened by the bitter shame
Laid bare by sin and scared to die
All for the love of a lie
Then the promise rang in my ears
One day you’d wipe away these tears
A bruised heel to crush the head
To bear my shame and raise the dead
My fragile form exposed
You made me costly clothes
Piercing skin of blameless hide
You graciously placed me inside
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Abraham
04:01
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Dad, where are we going?
What are we gonna do?
I’ve never seen your face this torn before
Dad, how much farther now?
Why aren’t you saying more?
I’m getting worried something’s really wrong
You can tell me I am old enough
You can tell me I won’t say a word
I know I can’t make it easier
To do what you’ve gotta do
But I am so much bigger now
Can’t I at least carry the wood?
I may not fully understand, but
Together we’ll see it through
Daddy, I love you
Have I ever told you, son?
The miracle you are?
How when we heard we laughed and laughed and laughed
But every word was true
Every promise kept
And I believe He will be faithful still
I won’t lie to you I’m terrified
Of all that God has asked of me
But He has never failed me once
To do what He said He’d do
The hands that knit you inside the womb
Have power the could raise you too
His ways are higher than my ways
I trust He will see this through
Just know that I love you
Abraham!
Stay your hand!
The Lord provides
Himself the Lamb
His head stuck among the thorns
By myself I’ve sworn
To show how I love you
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Moses
03:57
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In the dusk there’s a speck of dawn
Something in the light is turning me aside
To see what’s going on
Suddenly this is holy ground
A miracle of flame is calling me by name
Where I thought I’d not be found
Grant me the grace
To stand in this sacred space
You know my name and you told me yours
Now I know who I am and I know what I’m for
Drawn to life, like when I was a boy
From the wilderness and into joy
But I’m not who you think I am
Maybe if your fire burned a little brighter
You would understand
You’d see the blood that stains these hands
See the darkest part of my orphan heart
See me for who I really am
But I feel your love as heat
Warming the ground beneath my feet
You know my name and you told me yours
Now I know who I am and I know what I’m for
Drawn to life, like when I was a boy
From the wilderness and into joy
From my beginning until my end
You’ll always be who you’ve always been
Known to my core since before I began
Alight in the blaze of you, here, I am
You know my name and you told me yours
Now I know who I am and I know what I’m for
Drawn to life, like when I was a boy
From the wilderness and into joy
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Mary
05:15
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What sort of greeting is this?
So marvelous, so mysterious
What sort of thing have I heard?
A promise so certain, a never-failing word
How can you speak of things that are not
As though they are?
Yet Lord I believe, and long to serve Thee
With all of my heart
Let it be unto me
My soul magnifies the Lord, my spirit rejoices
For He is my Savior, His gaze is upon me
He has shown the strength of His arm
Holy is His name, Holy is His name
What sort of feelings are these?
Palms pushing and pressing, and bumping little knees
What sort of mother will I be?
Merely a girl, raising the Prince of Peace
Will He know my voice? Mind my words?
Need my care?
Lord here I am, Your will be done
With all that I bear
Let it be unto me
Not the righteous but the sinner
Not the wealthy but the poor
Not the proud ones but the humble
Not the healthy but the sick
Come you shepherds, come you wise men
Come and see what God has done
Come you weary, come you children
Come now, behold the Son
Holy is His name
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I have wandered here so long, these desolate scenes
Watching my flock by day, with more in my dreams
I was called out long ago, and my father before me
He said, “Son, your job is to watch over these sheep.”
Little did I know, those many years ago, that one day I would see
A lamb born to watch over me
I’ve wrestled wolves and weathered winds, I’ve faced many fears
But nothing quite like that night when the angel appeared
I fell on my face to a voice like trumpet blasts
Saying, “This night is born a Savior who will free us all at last!
For like your sheep you’ve gone astray,
But the Good Shepherd born today,
He’s a keeper of men, and He won’t rest
Till they’re all safely gathered in.”
I went straight away to the sight
Led by one star’s brilliant light
There at the scene, it was all that I could say,
“Behold the Lamb, who takes our sins away.”
I still wander through these fields but nothing is the same
I was called out long ago, called out by name
Not a day goes by when I don’t think of what my father told me
He said, “Son, your job is to watch over these sheep.”
Little did I know, those many years ago
That one day I would see
A lamb born to watch over me
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Michael Kuehn High Point, North Carolina
Michael is a classically-trained, modern storyteller. His technical background provides surprising nuanced progressions and turns of melody, paving new roads in tired four-chord towns. The sparse intimacy of these sonic landscapes invite you to come in and stay awhile, and hear stories of faith and friendship that just might remind you of your own. ... more
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