Our Father who art in heaven Hallowed be Thy name Thy kingdom come Thy will be done On earth as it is in heaven Give us this day our daily bread And forgive us our sins As we forgive those who sin against us As we forgive those who have sinned against us Amen. Lead us not into temptation But deliver us from the evil one From the evil one, from all evil For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory Forever and ever, amen Amen Amen.

To You, O My Strength (1989, Junction City, OR) What the enemy meant for evil God has turned for my good What the enemy meant for evil God has turned for my good But I will sing of Your power Yes, I will sing aloud of Your mercy in the morning For You have been my defence and refuge in the day of my trouble To You, O my strength I will sing praises for You have been my defence To You, O my strength I will sing praises to the God of my mercy Mercy Mercy What the enemy meant for evil God has turned for my good ... Arise, Shine (1985, Toronto, ON) Arise, shine for thy light is come and the glory of the Lord is risen upon thee Arise, shine for thy light is come and the glory of the Lord is risen upon thee For behold, darkness shall cover the earth Great darkness shall cover the peoples But the Lord shall arise upon thee And His glory shall be seen upon thee. Blow the trumpet in Zion, Zion Blow the trumpet in Zion, Zion Blow the trumpet in Zion, Zion Sound the alarm Sound the alarm Sound the alarm …

I am being healed In a hands-on sort of way The sorest area of my life Is coming to a head I think I know what I want But You know what I need My times are in Your hand, dear Lord My life does not belong to me So if You’re in this thing I don’t need to do anything But walk in the steps That You have ordered for me I can rest; You are to be trusted It is good to wait for You But letting go of these reins isn’t easy I’ve held such tight control all my life You’re asking me To lay down everything It only goes to show You alone are Lord You are God and I am not Your ways are not my ways Your thoughts are not my thoughts You’ve been so hard on yourself Emotions are trying to control you The tempter’s lurking at the door Self-pity wants to corner you To lick your wounds But it’s only a season In seasons of the heart And winter is fleeting The grey is fading Spring is coming With blossoms in the desert So I’ll accept with joy And I’ll embrace the pain And I will praise Your holy Name You must love me very much To trust that I’ll make it Through this barren lonely wilderness To the promised land Where there will be no more fears No tears, no doubts, no sorrows No more misunderstandings With my friends It only goes to show You alone are Lord You are God and I am not Your ways are not my ways Your thoughts are not my thoughts I am being healed I am being healed I am being healed…

Late at night A lonely saint has a vision No one to share it with No one to talk to He bows in reverence The break of day A lowly servant A new creation Nobody sees him As he prays in secret In his closet Father, I’m so alone here And though You’ll always be near I want to go home Home (The saint must walk alone) Alone in bed He can’t shake the dreams of a woman She didn’t love him as he supposed He cries himself to sleep (Sleep, my darling) And in the days that follow He makes a decision To lay aside all bitterness To still protect his sister In praise the weight is lifted Yet Father, I’m still alone here And the pain won’t disappear And I want to go home I want to go home Home Say he’s over-serious Say he’s too intense Say he’s oversensitive Zealous fundamentalist Jealous for his Jesus Soon he’s going to leave us behind He’s caught up in his work Where the last shall be first And soon he’s going to go home Home Father, I’m so alone here And the pain won’t disappear And I want to go home I want to go home I want to go home One day this lowly saint Will see his Maker He’ll hear a voice say, “Well done, thou faithful servant Enter into My rest Rest your weary soul And make yourself at home.”

I’ve been a masochist I’ve made so many mistakes I’ve wasted my substance on riotous living I have played a lot of games Yet His forgiveness is pulsing through my veins In whom I live and move and have my being Father, I’ve been so dirty You are so clean Yet You have robed me with Your righteousness Now I am redeemed I need to be clothed with humility Anxious for nothing Don’t want to be wise in my own eyes Must realize I’m like a newborn baby Cause I was once so grown-up Too much for my own good To gain the world but lose my soul I thank Christ for the cross and the blood Father, I’ve been so dirty You are so clean And You have robed me with Your righteousness Now I am redeemed So welcome, My long-lost son Climb up into your Daddy’s lap Your days of wanderlust are done He has killed for you the fatted calf Hey everybody, you’re all invited Hey everybody, you’re all welcome Come as a little child Ye who are weary and burdened Cause He’s preparing a banquet feast For His long-lost children Come as a little child Ye who are weary and burdened Cause He’s prepared a banquet feast For His long-lost children He’s preparing a banquet feast For His beloved children …

I can hear them laughing at me Laughing at me for what I believe But I am not ashamed of my Jesus They laughed at Him long before They laughed at me Soon the truth will be seen So crystal clearly And the enemies of the cross Will be shown for who they are And I can hear them laughing at me Laughing at me for what I believe But I am not ashamed of my Jesus They laughed at Him long before They laughed at me Every secret thing shall soon Be brought into light Every lying tongue will be silenced And everyone brought to account And I can hear them laughing at me Laughing at me for what I believe But I am not ashamed of my Jesus They laughed at Him long before They laughed at me Yet you, my friend, who say you believe Why are you siding with the world? We cannot serve two masters We cannot sit on the fence Trying not to offend This ol’ world drowning in sorrow A world going to hell We cannot soft-sell the gospel, no … But I can see you’re offended by me Offended by me for what I have seen But you are really offended by Jesus And you hated Him long before you hated me So I’m not going to take it No, I’m not going to take it No, I’m not going to take it personally Personally ...

The place of a skull That infamous hill Where time and eternity stood still Outside the gate of the holy city Where innocent blood was spilled The Messiah was killed Messiah All the angels have drawn their swords Surely this is the last straw Yet they held their peace And beheld their Lord Heaven’s King of glory Crucified on a Roman cross The sky became black at midday As all of creation mourns her Creator The end of the road Of a debated career Even His Father, Him forsakes In the midst of the crowd Amid the railings and jeers The devil retaliates The Messiah he hates Messiah As the legions of hell wreak revenge How can You take this lying down? As the curse of all generations You possess And Your soul is poured out A sacrifice for the sins of man God is dead So they said He’s buried In a sealed, guarded grave He saved others So let Him save Himself From the pit, the pit of hell The sting of death He was cut off From the land of the living Where dead men tell no tales He was betrayed, denied Rejected, despised, God-forsaken The gates of hell It would seem, have prevailed Can it He has failed? No! Meanwhile, deep in Hades Where the devil and his angels celebrate When suddenly Deathly silence As the stone heaved away And the keys of death change hands When on the third day The Messiah rose again He rose from the dead He overcame death Through His own death O, let God arise Forevermore alive He holds the keys To death and Hades Glory Glory to Thee God of gods Lord of lords King of kings He endured the cross Despising the shame For the joy that was set before Him That we, dead in our sin Would be born again Through His death And triumphant resurrection Messiah paid our ransom Messiah Your creation, it groans and travails For You to reconcile Israel Where Golgotha’s hill And the empty tomb Stand to this day to testify To the truth To the truth ...

Thank You, Jesus For laying Your life down for me Thank You, Jesus For shedding Your precious blood It washes me clean from all my sin Cleanses me from all unrighteousness You’re changing me from within Now I’m a new creation Thank You, Jesus For dying in my place Thank You, Jesus For bearing all my shame In disgrace, stark naked You hung While I spit in Your face When Satan and the power of darkness had their hour My sin separated You from our Father Thank You Jesus for dying for me These present sufferings Are not worthy to be compared With the glory to be revealed And thank You, Jesus For raising from the dead Thank You, Jesus Now I’m born again And there is now no condemnation I’m putting my past behind me Now from out of my innermost being Flow rivers of living water Thank You Jesus for dying for me These present sufferings Are not worthy to be compared With the glory to be revealed Thank You, Jesus For giving me good health You are jealous But You are not selfish You have commanded me To love my brothers and sisters Unconditionally I must do to the least of these Your brethren As unto You Thank You Jesus for dying for me These present sufferings Are not worthy to be compared With the glory to be revealed Thank You Jesus for dying for me Thank You Jesus for dying for me Thank You Jesus for dying for me ...

King of heaven Benevolent dictator Sovereign majesty Ruler of all nature How long, how long Before You take us home? Your voice resounds throughout the earth: “Whosoever will, let them come.” Last call To drink of the water of life Last call Translated from darkness to light Last call To flee the wrath to come To escape the coming flood To negate the wages of sin, death and hell Last call To praise the Holy One To embrace the dear Son Whose shed blood paid up for us all Last call Last call He’s breaking the chains that have held us back Awakening our hearts and minds To understand the times The Lord does nothing unless He reveals His secrets to His servants the prophets False prophets, apostates, and heretics All tickling itching ears with what they want to hear But the Lord says, “Many will come in My name saying, ‘I am he,’ but beware of wolves in sheep’s clothing” Oh, a warning is sounding Yet there seems a lull The Father is calling, “Last call” Woe ye, who dwell upon the earth The devil has gone down in raging anger Hell-bent on pursuing His doomed lost cause renewing His hatred for Christ and the saints A mortally wounded evil beast The world is deceived by a ruthless enemy Imposing his satanic agenda strategy Incantations, abominations in Mystery Babylon Sacrifices of human life incur the wrath of God When the Son of Man returns Will He find faith upon the earth? So He’s praying for you, my friend That your faith be strong He’s waiting, you’re waiting But don’t wait too long, no Go ye into all your world And make disciples from every nation Creation travailing in birth pangs The nations are raging Against the King of kings The Lord laughs from heaven “I have already established my King in Zion” His only-begotten Son Like a thief in the night He’ll come In fervent righteousness to judge Each of us according to our deeds And be not deceived God is not mocked and we shall reap What we have sown Eternal life, joy, and peace Or everlasting contempt and agony He’s breaking the chains that have held us back Awakening our hearts and minds To understand the times Surely the Lord does nothing unless He reveals His secrets to His servants the prophets The prophets of God singing Last call The Father is calling Last call ...

Hey, where are you today? Where will you go from here? Two roads before you, The end ever near Babe, such a painful smile There’s such a cry in your eyes They give you away You’re unhappy in your life But baby, I’ll make you A shelter from the storm And baby, please take My hand And I’ll lead you home Take my hand and follow Me home Come follow Me home Child, such a sight to behold Lost in the dark and the cold You’re more precious than fine gold And baby, I’ll make you A shelter from the storm And baby, please take My hand And I’ll lead you home Take My hand, I’ll lead you home Take My hand, follow Me home Come follow Me home Follow Me home You’re coming home We’re going home …

We’re all kind of crazy ‘round here Some take it to extremes When for every opposite There’s one to counteract on it There is a life that most folks Don’t even want to see Some sad people fall beyond it Others swear upon it The likes of you and me And oh, aren’t you glad to be alive Though we had to cross over Either side in our time Oh, who’s paying for you? And underlying under this life Is father time Mother nature has long awaited Sister saints and brothers jaded Abused and confined But oh, aren’t you glad to be alive Do the tightrope walk you can make it Or you can die Look who’s playing for you You want to know just why we’re here Why we have to live and die You want to know just why we’re we You think to know Sounds good, sounds good to me! Yet there may come a time while you’re alive And you don’t want to be There are two ways you can play it To give in ain’t easy when the going gets crazy It’s up to you, not me But oh, aren’t you glad to be alive Don’t you want to survive? Look who’s paying for you!

Torn between a sad life And the real me What a way to be Like a figurine Hope to sweat it out Can’t hope – need results Who to consult? And here come the devil Dug deep in darkness So far away from home Down the garden path Into the danger zone Oh no ... Caught up in the phases Of this fading age Loaned to cruel fate Born ten years too late Lost behind the pages Of a fairy tale The ship rocks to and fro Where did the magic go? Now reverse ground has dug in deeper Repelling magnetism in other people Amid the wreckage of living dead The Spirit is calling to you The final test to find a Friend Who can rescue you from ruin In our search to find an open door Takes but one key, undoes the bolt To your heart To your heart Make your soul Make your soul Make your soul whole And go help another poor soul …

Lord, there’s something Happening inside me Some growing hunger That only You can satisfy Some missing part Deep in my heart I just don’t know Lord, there’s something Awakening inside me From some hibernation Through the long winter’s night Some secret desire Kindles the fire And I watch it grow I watch it grow But it was a long time ago I decided I’d never let my heart be broken again It was a long time ago That I took a stand That I’d never let my head Get messed up again Never again Never again Lord, there’s something Frightening inside me Some distant thunder Stirring up my mind Please open my eyes I’m so blind with pride And I feel so alone I’ve been so alone This heart of glass Needs to be shattered And my spirit made contrite For this hardened man Has been hurt and he’s bleeding He needs Your healing hand Reach in his life He needs You tonight It is not good for the man to be alone Lord there’s something That I need to say to You I don’t want anybody coming between us But if there’s a friend For me to befriend Who You want me to know I want You to know That it was a long time ago I decided I’d never let my heart be broken again It was a long, long time ago Since I took a chance That I’d ever give my heart away again Never again Never again Lord, there’s something Happening inside me Lord, You’re doing A new thing.

The King left His throne and His crown And made Himself of no reputation He left His Father’s side To go and take He’self a bride Now the old story’s still the same How He laid down His life And took it up again He put His love on the line Now I got Jesus on my mind Well He tread this earth Searchin' for a faithful lover Who’d take Him at His Word That He was who He claimed to be And He performed miraculous signs He loosed the bonds of the slave He opened the eyes of the blind Just like He did for me last night And now I got Jesus on my mind I can’t take religion But I desire to be loved And anyone Who says He loves me that much Deserves looking into Is worth checking out Check it out I can’t take religion But I desire to be loved And anyone Who shows He loves us that much Deserves looking into Is worth checking out Check you out Now you may laugh at His name But your ignorance, it betrays you And He still loves you so For you know not what you do Cause if you knew Him like I know Him And to know Him is to love Him He’d be the Lord of your life The one and only Jesus Jesus Christ Love of my life I got Jesus Jesus on my mind.

My Lord Help me find a song To express what my heart longs to say I want to bless You And my God I have so much to say Sometimes my words get in the way And my prayers seem so lame Yet You love me just the same And my name is written In Your Book of Life Thou art mine and I am Thine My heart, my soul, my strength, my mind My Lord Your joy is my strength And I stand humbled and amazed You’re not ashamed to call me brother And my God Great is Thy faithfulness That carries me above the stress Through every test Into Your rest You have removed all my transgressions And You abundantly pardon You save my soul from hell You deliver me from death I love You so My best friend My Lord I’m eager and unsure Exactly what You have in store Yet I’m assured: You’re in control And my God So many family and friends Who don't know You just as yet Long to usher them into Your wedding feast You still use me in my weakness You created me in Your image You fill me with Your Spirit Your love is drawing me nearer Into the likeness of my Lord My Lord The hour’s getting late Soon be passing through them gates over Jordan I’ll see Your face And my God I’ll see You as you are I will look upon Your scars The only man-made things in heaven Oh, my Lord and my God My Lord and my God My Lord and my God Blessed is he who has not seen and yet believes My Lord and my God …

Aslan, Aslan is on the move Aslan, Aslan is on the move The winter witch Used a traitor’s kiss Paid for a price In Turkish Delight To condemn to death Never to comprehend The Deeper Magic Yes, yes Aslan, Aslan is on the move Aslan, Aslan is on the move Then she The pretended queen Revenged the King On the cold Stone Table To despair and die Failed to realize The Deeper Magic The Deeper Magic The Deeper Magic ... Yes Aslan, Aslan is on the move Aslan, Aslan is on the move Aslan, Aslan is on the move …

This side of the Jordan My heart is becalmed It’s the best of times Even in the worst of times This side of the Jordan The tribes are in mourning The pain keeps on gaining And shows no sign of waning On this side of the Jordan A little cloud is formin’ The size of a man’s hand Few will see it, but some can It’s a harbinger of things unseen Portending what soon shall be On this side of the Jordan This side of the Jordan The Ruse is finally over The Truth so blinding Reveals all disguises On this side of the Jordan The guy behind the curtain Pride has paralyzed him Though it weren’t for want of tryin’ If he could just surrender, humble his head But he won’t: so it’s scorched earth for us instead On this side This side of His Passion The darkness is passing The True Light now shining The long night in decline On this side of the Jordan This ancient war endures This battlefield we’re all plunged in Not one of us who ain’t been singed On this side of the Jordan Despite all appearing Lift your heads, the Day is nearing For the justice, we are yearning While the wise keep on learning Their lamps trimmed and burning So come eat, come drink at the Table of the King Come laugh, come cry, come rant, come sing On this side of the Jordan “It’s enough, O Lord, just take my life I’m on my own, there’s nothing left.” But the Lord said, “You are not alone I am with everywhere you are I’ll not abandon you, dear one Just fix your eyes on Me My friend, My child This side of the Jordan.”

Rode the grey dog to the left coast Seventy hours on a desperate coach To bury me old man, slay the ghost Of a native homeland vagabond Feeling that cold familiar dread Heeding that voice that still presents To speak for me again, pretend Derelict vagabond I lurk in the shadow The murky grey matter So I say, why bother? It’ll only get harder Watching my years go to waste Wishing this fear would just go away Awash in existential angst Dangerously indifferent Two mad hounds fight to the death Whoever gets fed'll never relent Whatever gets made'll ever be spent Eccentric vagabond So love one another Be good to your mother Remember your father Forget all the drama Be kind to your brothers Sister and the others For to be a man-pleaser Always neater and cleaner I lurk in the shadow The murky grey matter So again I say, why bother? It’ll only get harder Better make your mind up, sister Better make your mind up, boy Better make your mind up, mister You're the double-minded man Better make your mind up, sister Better make your mind up, boy Better make your mind up, mister You're the double-minded man The double-minded man Is unstable in all his ways He folds up like a cheap suit At the first sign of adversity Adversity Better make your mind up, sister Better make your mind up, boy Better make your mind up, mister You're the double-minded man Better make your mind up, sister You were never meant to be a wind-up toy Better make your mind up, mister You're the double-minded man The double-minded man Is unstable in all his ways He folds up like a cheap suit At the first sign of adversity Adversity The double-minded man Is unstable in all his ways He folds up like a cheap suit At the first sign of adversity Adversity Adversity Adversity Repent, oh man So lackadaisical The ship has run aground So little traction to turn this thing around Repent, oh man Self-loathing leave behind The joy of being wrong Rediscover the right Ebenezer Scrooge’s visitation in the night Repent, oh man The Lord is closing in Purify your heart, double-minded soul Humble thyself, He shall lift you up Repent, my friend My friend …

Goodbye Maryjane It’s been too long So long Maryjane For this our swan song Goodbye Maryjane The enchantment is gone High time Maryjane To recant of my wrong You burned through me You burned through me Good night Maryjane Finally over now Farewell Maryjane These broken vows And the workarounds Always with the drama Always with the drama You take but never give Always with the drama Always with the drama A fake yet clever script You burned through me You burned through me You burned me down and out But now the jig is up The chaff is burned A new leaf has turned ...

He was the man who couldn’t let it go He was the man who couldn’t let it go Too hard done by too much To just forgive and forget He was the man who could not let it go He was the man who couldn’t let it go He took the time to let the people know About how bad he’d had it Beyond the pale of saving grace He was the man who couldn’t let it go This man had a root of bitterness Eating him inside It had defiled so many It had buried him alive Same old tapes played Over and over and over and over In his darkened mind And age, that cruel sage Just keeps marking time He was the man who couldn’t let it go He was the man who could not let it go So sad how bad he’d had it Beyond the pale of the finished work He was the man who couldn’t He was the man who wouldn’t He was the man who could not let it go …

Another day in the Grey Town In the twilight rains Impending Götterdämmerung At the end of days Wandering these mean streets Nightfall is suspending Retreat from this unhappy scene Ride on to the higher plane Another day Another day Another day slips into eternity Webbed into our telescreens For the Two Minutes Hate Celebrity is the currency As all the nations rage Another day Another day Another day slips into eternity Eternity Dawn ready to break Eternity Songs aplenty to sing If I could remember their singing And write down the notes No one who read that score Would ever grow sick or old Meantime back in the Grey Town With all its ego trips Pride and self-importance Malice and pettiness I awoke in a cold room Hunched on the floor Beside a black and empty grate The clock striking three And the siren howling overhead Another day Another day Another day slips into eternity Another soul ...

I asked the Lord that I might grow In faith, and love, and every grace Might more of His salvation know And seek more earnestly His face ‘Twas He who taught me thus to pray And He, I trust, has answered prayer But it has been in such a way As almost drove me to despair I hoped that in some favoured hour At once He’d answer my request And by His love’s constraining power Subdue my sins and give me rest Instead of this, He made me feel The hidden evils of my heart And let the angry powers of hell Assault my soul in every part Yea, more with His own hand He seemed Intent to aggravate my woe Crossed all the fair designs I schemed Blasted my gourds, and laid me low “Lord, why is this?” I trembling cried “Wilt Thou pursue Thy worm to death?” “’Tis in this way,” the Lord replied “I answer prayer for grace and faith “These inward trials I employ From self and pride to set thee free And break thy schemes of earthly joy That thou mayest seek thy all in Me.” I asked the Lord that I might grow In faith, and love, and every grace Might more of His salvation know And seek more earnestly His face ...

To love is to suffer To love is to suffer To love is to suffer Welcome to My world To love is to suffer To love is to suffer To love is to suffer Welcome to My world To love is to suffer To love is to suffer To love is to suffer ...

Oh, man greatly beloved Understand the word that I speak unto you And stand upright, stand upright Fear not, My dearly beloved From the day you set your heart To seek the kingdom first All your prayers were heard All your prayers are heard Oh, my Lord I stand before You And my sorrows are turned upon me I have no strength I’m at Your mercy Let my Lord speak Let my Lord speak I am the Lord of the Harvest The seed I’ve given you to sow Sow abundantly Reap in mercy Reap abundantly The harvest truly is plenteous But the labourers are few Pray the Lord of the Harvest Will send forth you For though many are called Those chosen are few Those chosen are few Woe is me! I am ruined For mine eyes have seen the King Then He said, whom shall I send? Who will go for Me? Who will go for Me? Here am I, send me Here am I, send me Count the cost Deny yourself Take up your cross daily And follow Me It’s total war There’s no retreat There’s an open door But faith is the key Faith is the key Now faith is the substance of things hoped for The evidence of things not seen By faith you will overcome the wicked world And claim My victory Now faith is the substance of things hoped for The evidence of things not seen By faith you will be more than a conqueror Proclaim My victory Have no fear I am with you Who sow in tears In joy you shall reap It won’t return unto Me void It will accomplish that which I please It will accomplish that which I please For I Am that I Am I Am that I Am I Am that I Am I Am that I Am I am the Lord of the Harvest The Word I give to you to sow Sow abundantly Reap in mercy Reap abundantly I am the Lord of the Harvest The seed I’ve given you to sow Sow abundantly Reap in mercy Reap abundantly …!

Whoever guards his mouth and tongue Keeps his soul from troubles Let my words be few And let them not fall not to the ground As a man of unclean lips Living in an unclean realm Whoever guards his mouth and tongue Keeps his soul from troubles In the multitude of words is sin not lacking But he who restrains his words is wise And wrath is turned away by a soft answer Whoever guards his mouth and tongue Keeps his soul from troubles Even a fool, when he keeps silent Is considered wise He who has knowledge spares his words A soothing word is a tree of life Whoever guards his mouth and tongue Keeps his soul from troubles Keep your heart with all diligence From it flow the springs of life Death and life are in the power of the tongue But the tongue of the wise brings healing Brings healing Whoever guards his mouth and tongue Keeps his soul from troubles Rejoice not over me O my enemy Though I fall I will rise Though I dwell in darkness The Lord is my light He is my light Whoever guards his mouth and tongue Keeps his soul from troubles Troubles Trouble ...

He has nothing in Me He has nothing on Me He got nothing for Me Says the Lord

An open door Is what we seek You shut the door That's not meant to be One open door Is all we need You shut the door That's not meant to be Lord, Lord You alone shut the door And open the door You alone hold the key To open the prison doors And set us free Lord, Lord You alone shut the door And open the door You, O Lord, are the Door You alone are my Abba And I, Your son Lord, Lord, Lord You alone, You alone You alone shut the door Shut the door And open the door The Door The Door.

The cool of the day Creation Elation awakening To celebrate the Maker’s way From out of the dust and clay Creator Fashions me Breathes life in me Enlightens me Inviting me In the cool of the day Unadorned and unashamed Cool In the garden So welcoming He walks with me My dearest friend talks to me Who loves me In naked transparency Adam, Adam, where are you? Cast into deepest sleep Awakened He brings to me my Chavah dear My blessed Eve Explore among the trees For beauty and bliss To give one pause New fruit to eat To satisfy To let one see To make one wise In the cool of the day Unadorned and unashamed In the cool of the day Unhidden, unenslaved Cool Adam, Adam, where are you? Abba ...

Take it slow And wherever you go Make some time to smell that rose And do not worry Take it slow Though paradoxical Be diligent and also Do not be in a hurry You'll thank Me later Unbusy Mary of Bethany Seated at Jesus’ feet Listening to His Word Martha, dear So stressed-out, so full of care Yet only one thing is needed And she has chosen what is better Sister’s chosen what is better Take it slow And whatever you do Do not be hasty Stay unbusy And thank Me later Thank Me later So she heard what He was going to do Whilst the others did argue Over who should be the greatest Sit closer at His table She scrimped and saved Finally purchased that vase Of precious fragrance Then poured it on His feet Poured it out on Jesus’ feet Take it slow And wherever you go Make the time to smell the rose And thank Me later Thank Me later Say, what a waste The poor could’ve used that years’ wage We sure should’ve put it to greater purpose Could’ve made it pay Let her be for it was meant to be That she should save this perfume For My burial day For My burial day Take it slow And whatever you do Do not be hasty Stay unbusy And thank Me later Take it slow The poor you'll always have with you So make the time to smell the roses And thank Me later Thank Me later You’ll thank Me later.