Lyrical Theology

I Haven’t Either – Andy Gullahorn

I saw Andy play this song last night at the Behold the Lamb concert.  I laughed really hard at the first line then grew steadily more quiet as I started to see myself.

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So Long Moses – Andrew Peterson

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I Will Glory in My Redeemer

Verse 1

I will glory in my Redeemer
Whose priceless blood has ransomed me
Mine was the sin that drove the bitter nails
And hung Him on that judgment tree
I will glory in my Redeemer
Who crushed the power of sin and death
My only Savior before the Holy Judge
The Lamb Who is my righteousness
The Lamb Who is my righteousness

Verse 2

I will glory in my Redeemer
My life He bought, my love He owns
I have no longings for another
I’m satisfied in Him alone
I will glory in my Redeemer
His faithfulness my standing place
Though foes are mighty and rush upon me
My feet are firm, held by His grace
My feet are firm, held by His grace

Verse 3

I will glory in my Redeemer
Who carries me on eagle’s wings
He crowns my life with lovingkindness
His triumph song I’ll ever sing
I will glory in my Redeemer
Who waits for me at gates of gold
And when He calls me it will be paradise
His face forever to behold
His face forever to behold
His face forever to behold

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Laden With Guilt

We sang this song at Treasuring Christ Church this past Sunday.  I was struck by the confessional natures of the lyrics, the struggling with sin was glaring and not painted over by the happy-clappy joy-joy responses typical of most modern songs.  Not surprisingly I discovered the lyrics were penned by the 18th century hymn writer Issac Watts.  I went to find it online once I got home, only to learn that it sat unlistened to in my iTunes library buried beneath 3,965 other songs.  The version here is updated courtesy of Sandra McCracken and performed by Caedmon’s Call.

Enjoy

Laden with guilt and full of fears,
I fly to Thee, my Lord,
And not a glimpse of hope appears,
But in Thy written Word
The volumes of my Father’s grace
Does all my griefs assuage
Here I behold my Savior’s face
In every page.
This is the field where, hidden, lies
The pearl of price unknown
That merchant is divinely wise
Who makes the pearl his own
Here consecrated water flows
To quench my thirst of sin
Here the fair tree of knowledge grows,
No danger dwells within.
This is the judge that ends the strife,
Where wit and reason fail
My guide to everlasting life
Through all this gloomy vale
Oh may Thy counsels, mighty God,
My roving feet command,
Nor I forsake the happy road
That leads to Thy right hand.

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Actual Atonement – Hip Hop Style

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