Category: Christianity
The Rare Jewel of Christian Contentment
Who Made Me to Differ?
Deliverance by Strahan
Your love is a flood and I drink deep when the tide is up
Oh would you flood me too?
Saltwater in my blood has made me taste sweet to the world
Oh and you taste sweet too
This is my deliverance hands held high as you deliver it
Oh you have made me a child of God
My feet on the ground and my heart in heaven
I am bread made without the leaven
Oh you have made me a child of God
I lay in the sand with sweet forgiveness in my hand
Oh as a gift from you
Your water floods my brain this grey cranium wont be the same
No where I’ve been won’t do
This is my deliverance hands held high as you deliver it
Oh you have made me a child of God
My feet on the ground and my heart in heaven
I am bread made without the leaven
Oh you have made me a child of God
And I won’t go
Until I know
That you have sown
All you have in me.
I Give Myself to Thee
Thy Dross Consumed
Things We Lost in the Fire
Things We Lost in the Fire is another favorite Bastille song, and this is why. There is no guarantee of anything in this life. We have this incessant desire to collect and amass. We forget that we are sojourners–we try to make our home here. Whether it is material possessions, memories, relationships, whatever we find valuable we store up and treasure. We hold on so tightly to this world. But what happens? It is “shattered into ash.” It won’t last. What we hold so carefully crumbles at our touch. How hard this lesson is to learn. There is so much that…
The Way is Consecrated
The Weight of Living
In case you haven’t noticed, I am slightly obsessed with Bastille at the moment. I’ve really liked a couple of their songs for a while now, but after my friend gave me a CD with their entire album, I realized how much I loved all their stuff. What do I like about Bastille? Well, the music is excellent and their lyrics seem to capture something very real and poignant about life. There’s an albatross around your neck, All the things you’ve said, and the things you’ve done, Can you carry it with no regrets, Can you stand the person…
Come to me, the fountain
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The Rare Jewel of Christian Contentment
Who Made Me to Differ?
Deliverance by Strahan
Your love is a flood and I drink deep when the tide is up
Oh would you flood me too?
Saltwater in my blood has made me taste sweet to the world
Oh and you taste sweet tooThis is my deliverance hands held high as you deliver it
Oh you have made me a child of God
My feet on the ground and my heart in heaven
I am bread made without the leaven
Oh you have made me a child of GodI lay in the sand with sweet forgiveness in my hand
Oh as a gift from you
Your water floods my brain this grey cranium wont be the same
No where I’ve been won’t doThis is my deliverance hands held high as you deliver it
Oh you have made me a child of God
My feet on the ground and my heart in heaven
I am bread made without the leaven
Oh you have made me a child of GodAnd I won’t go
Until I know
That you have sown
All you have in me.
I Give Myself to Thee
Thy Dross Consumed
Things We Lost in the Fire
Things We Lost in the Fire is another favorite Bastille song, and this is why. There is no guarantee of anything in this life. We have this incessant desire to collect and amass. We forget that we are sojourners–we try to make our home here. Whether it is material possessions, memories, relationships, whatever we find valuable we store up and treasure. We hold on so tightly to this world. But what happens? It is “shattered into ash.” It won’t last. What we hold so carefully crumbles at our touch. How hard this lesson is to learn. There is so much that…
The Way is Consecrated
The Weight of Living
In case you haven’t noticed, I am slightly obsessed with Bastille at the moment. I’ve really liked a couple of their songs for a while now, but after my friend gave me a CD with their entire album, I realized how much I loved all their stuff. What do I like about Bastille? Well, the music is excellent and their lyrics seem to capture something very real and poignant about life. There’s an albatross around your neck, All the things you’ve said, and the things you’ve done, Can you carry it with no regrets, Can you stand the person…
Come to me, the fountain
