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Come, Lord Jesus Lyrics by Andrew Peterson
There is a reason you see That I’m thicker in the
We touched down on the sound At the top of
Sarah, take me by my arm Tomorrow we are Canaan bound Where
Yesterday we drove all night to Pittsburgh Jamie laid her head
High Noon High noon in the valley of the shadow When
Wake up little Isaac And rub your tired eyes Go and kiss
Lost my luggage out in Kalamazoo -- Same way I tend
Just as I Am What's that on the ground? It's what's left
I suppose you could lay me down to die in
When the mandolin sang like a bird on the wing In
Open the door and run outside Your little boy heart alive Into
This is not the end here at this grave This is
My uncle’s in the county jail His time is on his
I am the woman at the well, I am the
Hey Jaime have would you mind driving down this road awhile Arizona's
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Tonight in the line of the merchandise store
While they were packing up my bags
I saw the pictures of the prophets of the picket signs
Screaming, "God hates fags"

And it feels like the church isn't anything more
Then the second coming of the Pharisees
Scrubbing each other 'til their tombs are white
They chisel epitaphs of piety

Oh, there's a burning down inside of me
'Cause the battle seems so lost
And it's raging on so silently
We forget it's being fought

So, Amen
Come, Lord Jesus
Amen
Oh, Amen
Come Lord Jesus
Amen

It's taken me years in the race just to get this far
Still there is no end in sight,
There's no end in sight
'Cause I've carried my cross into dens of the wicked
And you know I blended in just fine

Well, I'm weak and I'm weary of breaking His heart
With they cycle of my sin, of my sin
Still He turns His face to me and I kiss it
Just to betray Him once again

Well, I've got oceans down inside of me
I can feel the billows roll
With the mercy that comes thundering
O'er the waters of my soul

So, Amen
Come, Lord Jesus
Amen
Oh, Amen
Come, Lord Jesus
Amen

Tonight in the light of the gathering rain
I could hear creation groan
And a sigh rose up from the streets of the city
To the foot of Heaven's throne

Oh, and the people hear the sound of a sweet refrain
An absolution in the fray, in the fry
It tells of the death of the one for the lives of the many
More than any picket sign could say

So, Amen
Come, Lord Jesus
Amen
Oh, Amen
Come, Lord Jesus
Amen
Tonight in the line of the merchandise store  While they were packing up my bags  I saw the pictures of the prophets of the picket signs  Screaming, "God hates fags"    And it feels like the church isn't anything more  Then the second coming of the Pharisees  Scrubbing each other 'til their tombs are white  They chisel epitaphs of piety    Oh, there's a burning down inside of me  'Cause the battle seems so lost  And it's raging on so silently  We forget it's being fought    So, Amen  Come, Lord Jesus  Amen  Oh, Amen  Come Lord Jesus  Amen    It's taken me years in the race just to get this far  Still there is no end in sight,  There's no end in sight  'Cause I've carried my cross into dens of the wicked  And you know I blended in just fine    Well, I'm weak and I'm weary of breaking His heart  With they cycle of my sin, of my sin  Still He turns His face to me and I kiss it  Just to betray Him once again    Well, I've got oceans down inside of me  I can feel the billows roll  With the mercy that comes thundering  O'er the waters of my soul    So, Amen  Come, Lord Jesus  Amen  Oh, Amen  Come, Lord Jesus  Amen    Tonight in the light of the gathering rain  I could hear creation groan  And a sigh rose up from the streets of the city  To the foot of Heaven's throne    Oh, and the people hear the sound of a sweet refrain  An absolution in the fray, in the fry  It tells of the death of the one for the lives of the many  More than any picket sign could say    So, Amen  Come, Lord Jesus  Amen  Oh, Amen  Come, Lord Jesus  Amen
 
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