Immersed in Verse Vol. 2

"Until There is no Tomorrow"
From the Album Deconstruction
by Justin McRoberts

Sing like sparrows, Dream like heroes
And love like the bright sun
Ever warm, ever present.

Live your days in grace
May you die in that same way
Until there is no faith and no hope is known
Until there is no more tomorrow

Sleep unguarded but guard the sleepless
And love like the rain does
Never mind which ones are righteous

May you die in grace
May you live in that same way
Until there is no faith and no hope is known
Until there is no more tomorrow

Father glorious
To the Spirit and the Son
As You ever were so You will ever be
In a world without ending

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Immersed in Verse Vol 1.

Here is a new feature where I will post song lyrics or poetry. Read it, contemplate it, and comment on it. Some will be good "Biblical" ideas and some may not, so don't go into this narrow minded or naive. Really think and let us know what that thinking is!

"Four Word Letter (Pt. Two)" by mewithoutyou
From the Album Chase for Us the Foxes

I wrote a four word letter... with post-script in crooked lines,
"Though I'd lived I'd never been alive."
And you know who I am... you held my hem as I traveled blind,
Listening to the whispering in my ear, soft but getting stronger,
Telling me the only purpose of my being here is to stay a bit longer.
Stealing a bicycle chain as the handlebars crashed to the ground,
And the back wheel detached from the frame, it kept rolling, yeah,
But aimlessly drifting around.

Oh, doubters, let's go down... let's go down, won't you come on down?
Oh, doubters, let's go down... down to the river to pray.
"Oh, but I'm so small I can barely be seen... how can this great love be inside of me?"
Look at your eyes.... they're small in size, but they see enormous things.

Wearing black canvas slippers in our frog-on-a-lily-pad pose,
We sewed buttons and zippers to Chinese pink silk and olive night clothes.
If you could someday stop by somehow we'll show you the pictures and fix you some tea...
See, my dad's getting a bit older now, and just unimaginably lonely!

Oh, pretenders, let's go down... let's go down, won't you come on down?
Oh, pretenders, let's go down... down to the river to pray.
"Oh, but I'm so afraid" or "I'm set in my ways"
But He'll make the rabbits and rocks sing His praise.
"Oh, but I'm too tired, I won't last long."
No, He'll use the weak to overcome the strong!
Oh, Amanda, let's go down... let's go down, won't you come on down?
Mama, Nana, let's go down... down in the dirt by the river to pray.

(A wick to fit the wax... wood to fit the wire)

You strike the match... why not be utterly changed to fire?
To sacrifice the shadow and the mist of a brief life you never much liked?
So if you'd care to come along, we're gonna curb all our never-ending, clever complaining,
As who's ever heard of a singer criticized by his song?
Though we hunger, though all that we eat brings us little relief,
We don't know quite what else to do;
We have all our beliefs, but we don't want our beliefs...
God of Peace, we want You.

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