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Uncrucified
03:57
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I will not live uncrucified
I will not live with heart unbroken
With unpierced hands and feet and side
With tears unshed and love unspoken
How could I live uncrucified
Knowing my Lord was crucified
With wounded hands he covers me
On bleeding feet he runs to save
With a broken voice, “Forgive” his plea,
With body killed shatters the grave
How could I live uncrucified
Knowing my Lord was crucified
On the day when death demands an answer
On the day when justice calls my name
I will stand and say you did my dying
I will stand and say you took my blame
So I'm taking my hands out of my pockets
Telling my feet get up and go
Teaching my tongue to talk your language
Tuning my heart to sing what I know
My Christ as you have died for me
Embraced the shame, knowing the cost
I pledge myself the same to be
To take up and carry my own cross
How could I live uncrucified
Knowing my Lord was crucified
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Saved By You
05:08
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Wandering once until you called me into your story
Nameless, alone, once until you called me your friend
Lost and lonely then, and then you came close by me
I have been, I am, I will be saved by you
Weakening sometimes 'til you, you bring my hope and healing
Weary, unwell, sometimes ‘til in you I find my strength
Restless, aching sometimes but then, my Comforter you come
I have been, I am, I will be saved by you
(The same God who raised Christ from the dead will dwell in us
when we call out to the only name in Heaven and below
that has the power to call us into life eternal, Starting now --- and never ending
Yesterday, today, forever)
"If ever I loved thee, my Jesus 'tis now"
Face to face one day, with you, and all my fear behind me
Raised up, unbound someday by you to breathe again
Empty handed and free, when you, you tell me my name
I have been, I am, I will be saved by you
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Here and Now
03:44
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Here and now on the road I'm standing ready
With my face lifted up to catch your light
I've heard your voice, and determined I will follow
Answering your call - here and now
Now and then in the cold and in the shadow
Wounds will sting, sand will shift, wind will burn
But I'm aimed for home, I'll pursue no lesser goal
'Cause I hear you say my name - now and then
Then and there where the cross will stand forever
Justice, mercy, my glory and my shame
You have my heart, my Redeemer, King and Saviour
I'll lay me at your feet - then and there
Nowhere else can I stand on ground more solid
Nowhere else can I fall on grace more sure
Nowhere else will I try than …
Then and there where the cross will stand forever
Justice, mercy, my glory and my shame
You have my heart, my Redeemer, King and Saviour
I'll lay me at your feet - then and there
I'll lay me at your feet - here and now
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My Saviour Stands
04:50
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High, so high, above all understanding stands the cross
Greater still than all our strength and striving, see the cross
Overcoming time's horizon, rising to show the way
High, so high stands the cross
Deep, so deep, beneath, beyond my longing cuts the cross
Piercing to the only thing that matters - fear the cross
A sword dividing bone and spirit, then binding up again
Deep, so deep heals the cross
My Saviour stands
My Saviour heals
My Saviour reaches for me
And he never will abandon
Though I may never understand
The cross
Far, so far, past every halt and hindrance reaches the cross
Arms thrown wide over every place and moment sweeps the cross
Spread to gather all the seeking travellers on their way
Far, so far bends the cross
Though we fail, though we break, though we wander
He will be, he will blaze, never falter
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Ps 121
You will be walking through the noon day glare
Because you've got to get from here to there
And the heat will be a pillow heavy pressed against your face
Your gaze will drop down to your stumbling feet
Where your own shadow will be scant relief
From the sun that keeps on beating beating beating every place
And you're all alone
Lift your eyes to the path that makes a way out of the wilderness
Lift your eyes to the low green hills not so far beyond
Lift your eyes to the mountains that keep you moving ever forward, ever wondering....
Where does my help come from?
You will be walking through the midnight black
You will feel creeping up behind your back
That old scimitar moon hanging above you by a thread
Darkness before you will be a curtain drear
Hiding and hinting at everything you fear
In the corner of your eye the shadows dance a dance of dread
And you're all alone
Maybe He will send your help rolling down the mountainside like thunder
Maybe He will send your help swelling like the ocean up from under
Maybe He will send your help with shouts and wingspreads, an angel army
Or just maybe, just maybe, just maybe, he'll just send me.
Where does my help come from?
Lift your eyes to the path that makes a way out of the wilderness
Lift your eyes to the low green hills not so far beyond
Lift your eyes to the mountains that keep you moving ever forward, ever wondering....
Where does my help come from?
©Ruth Wilkinson, 2011
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6. |
This Candle
03:44
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This Candle
I light this candle for Daniella
What she goes home to every night
She says she's tired, so tired of trying
Still she does with all her might
Holding a small strong flame of hope against the darkness
I light this candle for Mrs. Fischer
She'll get the answer any day
She says the waiting's been almost too heavy
And I know how hard she prays
Holding a small strong flame of faith against the darkness
I light this candle for Alexander
It's nearly six months he's been gone
His mom still cries, his dad's still looking
Hope he's okay and hanging on
Send him a small strong flame of love,
They need a small strong flame of peace against the darkness
One more candle, one for myself now
A little less weary with strength to give
With tears to lend and prayers I'm praying
To share what light I have and live like a candle
Like this candle
©2003 Ruth Wilkinson
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Up That Hill (IAWAH)
04:34
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We're all walking together up that hill,
The day long gone and the bonfire still.
Smoke in our hair will be there when we wake,
The moon dances behind us on that little lake,
Like the children dance in darkness, safe, surrounded
And someone's got the porch light on.
Walk up that hill, now, sons and daughters,
The breeze blows in from off the water,
It's been breathed and breathed and breathed again and spoken
By the dreamers and the doers and the broken,
We're all children on those shoulders riding high into tomorrow
And someone's got the porch light on.
We're all bricks, we're all mortar,
We're all arrows and we're bows,
We are sunrise, we're bedtime,
We're two thousand years ago,
We're all songs, we're all stories,
Toolboxes, smiles and feet,
We're all paper and we're scissors,
We're salty and we're sweet
And we're tired and we're thirsty,
We are water and we're rest,
We are trying hard and stumbling,
We're all shining and we're best,
And we're building a kingdom,
We're setting it free,
I am building you, you are building me
And we'll work while it is day...
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Rearview Mirror
03:41
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Once again I stumble into recognition,
Once again I realize
That where I am is a place you've been before me,
And you're never taken by surprise
By what happens to me and around me
In my life and hearts I meet
But days and weeks and years ago you started
Building in me what I need
I see you dancing in my rearview mirror
See you grinning at me and my hindsight
See you dancing in my rearview mirror
See you smiling 'cause you loved me then,
You love me now and you love it when I get it right
Oh, my aching muscles, aching bones,
Oh, my aching head and heart
When I'm caught in the middle and in the moment,
And I don't know where to start
But the stuff I've been through all my yesterdays
Has taught me what I need to know
To face up to tomorrow and today
I've learned I'm learning as I go
There are days that bring me trouble
There are troubles that take my days
But you pave my way with knowing
You've been beside me all the way
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I hear a whisper deep inside me
A song I think I used to know
Now it echoes against the silence
Of a soul that is far too far from home.
I've been carried on the river to this bleak and alien place
The songs that used to feed me I've lost the strength to raise
My heart beats, but in exile it's a hollow sound - Still…
I will not forget your beauty, I will not forget my highest joy
I will not forget to remember - The song you have sung into me
Lying sleepless where I've fallen
Morning comes too soon and so
While I can I'll dream of singing
And a day I'll be free to head for home
I've been carried on the river to this bleak and alien place
The songs that used to feed me I've lost the strength to raise
My heart beats, but in exile it's a hollow sound - Still…
I will not forget your beauty, will not forget my highest joy
I will not forget to remember - The song you have sung into me
The song you have sung over me,
The song you have sung into me
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10. |
Beautiful Stone
03:49
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I've got this beautiful stone I've been carrying 'round in my pocket for some time now
Picked up this beautiful stone by the road on the way to somewhere between up and down
And on a cool night, I wrap my fingers round tight, feel the heat come alive up my arm in my heart flow
Noon bright I hold it high to the light, see the world blinking back, every sea and volcano
I've been carrying it 'round thinking it's mine, which would be fine
But the more I carry it 'round the more I find
I've got this beautiful stone that's been burning a hole in my pocket for some time now
Wanna give this beautiful stone to somebody I know needs a smile and a spark right now
I was thinking of you, How about you
So on a cool night, you'll wrap your fingers round tight, feel the heat come alive up your arm in your heartflow and
Noon bright, you'll hold it high to the light, see the world blinking back, every sea and volcano
And you can carry it 'round like it's your own beautiful stone
But the more you carry it 'round, the more I know you'll know
That a fistful of wonder is no treasure at all
The measure of a treasure’s when you dare to let it go and let it fall
Into an open hand
Because you understand
You've got this beautiful stone that's been burning a hole in your pocket for some time now
You'll wanna give that beautiful stone to somebody you know needs a smile and a spark right now
And that's what you'll do.....
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Ruth Wilkinson Port Hope, Ontario
Proud mom of two sons, wife of one husband.
Waitress, bartender,
magician's
assistant, medical secretary,
nurse’s aide, bookkeeper, short order cook, landscaper, cafeteria lady, singer, songwriter.
Travelled by train, plane, bus, canoe, tractor, motorcycle,
horse and cow.
Writer, singer, pianist, bassist, uker, storyteller,
puppeteer and failed soccer coach.
Occasional baker.
... more
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