Josh Garrells
Fire By Night
We are one, every daughter and son
With our forgotten names
We left home on the open road
To find the holy flames
We are the children of a sun king
Hold onto my hand this mysterious evening
It'll meet us like a dream
Call all our names and we'll be found
Walking where we heard the sound, on down
Tomorrow's mountain we will climb
Tonight the stars and fire shine
In our eyes
In the woods
We're alive
Cloud by day, and the fire of night
We will never look back
Young and old with a sojourner soul
Illuminate the path
Follow where the moon does shine
Through the leaves of trees above
Wild life, holy night
The ocean is singing of
The earth trembles with his love
Call all our names and we'll be found
Walking where we heard the sound, on down
Tomorrow's mountain we will climb
Tonight the stars and fire shine
In our eyes
In the woods
We're alive
We are one, every daughter and son
With our forgotten names
We left home on the open road
To find the holy flames
We are the children of a sun king
Hold onto my hand this mysterious evening
It'll meet us like a dream
Call all our names and we'll be found
Walking where we heard the sound, on down
Tomorrow's mountain we will climb
Tonight the stars and fire shine
In our eyes
In the woods
We're alive
Cloud by day, and the fire of night
We will never look back
Young and old with a sojourner soul
Illuminate the path
Follow where the moon does shine
Through the leaves of trees above
Wild life, holy night
The ocean is singing of
The earth trembles with his love
Call all our names and we'll be found
Walking where we heard the sound, on down
Tomorrow's mountain we will climb
Tonight the stars and fire shine
In our eyes
In the woods
We're alive
Words Remain
Heaven and the earth will pass away
But your words all remain
And my hands are growing old
And weary with pain
Still I fold them to pray
To the one unchanged
Yesterday and today
Oh YAHWEH
I will try to stay awake
Take my last breath of faith
As I wait for you to come
Take me beyond this land undone
Over the flood
By your word, spirit, and blood
It was prophesied long ago
Every word set in stone
Not one will fall away
Or walk alone
All that I own does not compare
To the love that we share
Please remember me
When the hour arrives
When the hour arrives
And you must decide
If you'll wait for me to come
If you'll wait for me to come
Take you beyond this land undone
Over the flood
By my word, spirit, and blood
Let Us Break Bread Together On Our Knees
Rejoice and Lament
Learn this lesson well, my friend
There’s a time to rejoice and lament
Every season will find an end
All will fade and be made new again
Standing on the rocks of the railroad tracks
Feet calloused, eyes open, sun beats on my back
As I gaze upon the unseen winds
And they are wandering, whispering
Wisdom that’s eternal
From the heart to the mind
To the hand to the journal
Now the kernel of the seeds in the cleft of the rock
And it’s watered by the winds
Having power to unlock and
Stop the clock of chronological logic
With its homogenized systems
That are dead and can’t dodge it
Being deaf to the voice of the Almighty One
Spirit illumines the dark like a fire
Revealing the way that was hidden but is higher
Now we must travel on the wings
That will never grow tired
Of searching the mysteries of God
I said Father the feathers of my wax wings
Fall away by the rising of the sun
And I have descended when I was undone
And I will ascend when your Spirit comes
Because what’s been done and overcome
Cannot be stopped by the power of any human
Like the number of sand we will stand
And we will fall, all
In the face of an eternal call
But those who call on His name
In the midst of the pain
In the guilt and the shame
And the world full of blame
And all the bloody stains
From the unjust gains
I learned all men suffer the same
Because we’re wayward sons
And all our jokes betray
Our foolish hearts and our selfish ways
But if we would turn to the Father’s grace
We would never be the same
This is an unseen land of a devastated soul
That’s prepared in contemplative silence
For the mighty working hand of an unseen Lord
To come restore this land from its violence
I said walk another mile
Stare across the fields of grain
This is how the prophets train
Learn this lesson well my friend
There’s a time to rejoice and lament
Every season will find an end
All will fade and be made new again
By my word, spirit, and blood
Let Us Break Bread Together On Our Knees
Rejoice and Lament
Learn this lesson well, my friend
There’s a time to rejoice and lament
Every season will find an end
All will fade and be made new again
Standing on the rocks of the railroad tracks
Feet calloused, eyes open, sun beats on my back
As I gaze upon the unseen winds
And they are wandering, whispering
Wisdom that’s eternal
From the heart to the mind
To the hand to the journal
Now the kernel of the seeds in the cleft of the rock
And it’s watered by the winds
Having power to unlock and
Stop the clock of chronological logic
With its homogenized systems
That are dead and can’t dodge it
Being deaf to the voice of the Almighty One
Spirit illumines the dark like a fire
Revealing the way that was hidden but is higher
Now we must travel on the wings
That will never grow tired
Of searching the mysteries of God
I said Father the feathers of my wax wings
Fall away by the rising of the sun
And I have descended when I was undone
And I will ascend when your Spirit comes
Because what’s been done and overcome
Cannot be stopped by the power of any human
Like the number of sand we will stand
And we will fall, all
In the face of an eternal call
But those who call on His name
In the midst of the pain
In the guilt and the shame
And the world full of blame
And all the bloody stains
From the unjust gains
I learned all men suffer the same
Because we’re wayward sons
And all our jokes betray
Our foolish hearts and our selfish ways
But if we would turn to the Father’s grace
We would never be the same
This is an unseen land of a devastated soul
That’s prepared in contemplative silence
For the mighty working hand of an unseen Lord
To come restore this land from its violence
I said walk another mile
Stare across the fields of grain
This is how the prophets train
Learn this lesson well my friend
There’s a time to rejoice and lament
Every season will find an end
All will fade and be made new again
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