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OK, this is NOT for cynics (Tony that means you!).
I'm putting my feeling out on display here and don't want to be shot down by the "cool" brigade.
Right, disclaimer over, here goes.
I've recently heard a great song (at the New Wine conference and at the Soul Survivor festival) called "How He Loves Us". When it's used in public worship only the first two verses are used - in fact, that's all I thought the song had until I Googled it and found the "original" version by the songwriter, John Mark Mcmillan.
The lyrics are:
Verse 1:
He is jealous for me,
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realise just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.
Pre-Chorus:
And oh, how He loves us so,
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all
Chorus:
Yeah, He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves.
Yeah, He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves.
Verse 2:
We are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.
So Heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss,
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way…
Chorus
The two-verse version is easily available (Kim Walker and David Crowder both do great versions, both available on youtube) BUT check this out:
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When he sings the third and final verse the songwriter, John Mark Mcmillan, breaks down crying. The great thing is they keep the tape rolling and leave it in. It's so honest and real in an age of mass-produced pop with auto-tune vocals and meaningless words.
Verse three goes:
Verse 3:
Well, I thought about You the day Stephen died,
And You met me between my breaking.
I know that I still love You, God, despite the agony.
...They want to tell me You're cruel,
But if Stephen could sing, he'd say it's not true, cause...
The story behind the song is here:
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Hope you found this interesting / helpful / moving.
If not, pass by and post nothing
I'm putting my feeling out on display here and don't want to be shot down by the "cool" brigade.
Right, disclaimer over, here goes.
I've recently heard a great song (at the New Wine conference and at the Soul Survivor festival) called "How He Loves Us". When it's used in public worship only the first two verses are used - in fact, that's all I thought the song had until I Googled it and found the "original" version by the songwriter, John Mark Mcmillan.
The lyrics are:
Verse 1:
He is jealous for me,
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realise just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.
Pre-Chorus:
And oh, how He loves us so,
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all
Chorus:
Yeah, He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves.
Yeah, He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves.
Verse 2:
We are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.
So Heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss,
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way…
Chorus
The two-verse version is easily available (Kim Walker and David Crowder both do great versions, both available on youtube) BUT check this out:
<!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U0luHiWwi08" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U0luHiWwi08</a><!-- m -->
When he sings the third and final verse the songwriter, John Mark Mcmillan, breaks down crying. The great thing is they keep the tape rolling and leave it in. It's so honest and real in an age of mass-produced pop with auto-tune vocals and meaningless words.
Verse three goes:
Verse 3:
Well, I thought about You the day Stephen died,
And You met me between my breaking.
I know that I still love You, God, despite the agony.
...They want to tell me You're cruel,
But if Stephen could sing, he'd say it's not true, cause...
The story behind the song is here:
<!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NXWE6AC8ao&feature=related" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NXWE6AC ... re=related</a><!-- m -->
Hope you found this interesting / helpful / moving.
If not, pass by and post nothing