Christian Cover

Listen up!


(Verse 1)
Shouting out loud,
Your voice to the crowd,
Speaks of God and purity.
But with friends around,
There's a different sound,
Thinking no one cares or sees.

(verse 2)
Why do we sing,
Of the love that He brings,
Yet project a different image?
We promise it all,
But privately fall,
Neglecting our line of scrimmage.

(chorus)
_____Em
Pick us up,
_____C
Dust us off,
____G__________________D
Show what we're supposed to be.
____Em
Don't let us go back,
_____C
To the way we act,
_G________D
Reveal the truly free.

(verse 3)
We walk to the ledge,
And publicly pledge,
That we belong entirely to you.
Yet fail to hand over,
As we run for cover,
Hiding hearts from the truth.


I'll add chords to the rest this post later on =)

To My Selfless King

Sitting in my room alone,
Looking around myself.
I see my clothes, desk, and bed,
And books upon the shelf.

I'm blessed to have these things,
That occasionally clutter the floor.
I say a prayer of gratitude,
Then venture out my door.

Mom and dad call my in,
For devotion time.
We sit and pray with family thus,
A feeling so sublime.

In the hall I'm tackled down,
By my brothers with a 'ROAR!'
We fall down in a wiggling heap,
Laughing on the floor.

I set out on a quiet walk,
Around my neighborhood.
The air is cold, crisp and damp,
And smells of burning wood.

The leaves of brilliant colors,
Are swirling all around.
With gentle breeze they twirl and dip,
In a dance toward the ground.

The mountains on the horizon,
Majestically keep their stance.
The evergreens stand eternally,
And sway as in a trance.

The overwhelming beauty,
Must be by design.
In humility I give thanks,
For nature's things and mine.

A house therein to abide,
Supplied with all I need.
Yet my King came to much less,
Born amongst the feed.

What can I do thank He,
Who born in nothing, gave everything?
He bestowed all that's mine to me,
In return, this I will sing:

A song of praise to the one,
Who died to let me live.
I'm humbled by the thought,
Of all that He did give.

I come with all I have,
With all my soul to sing,
Of a love and gratitude.
A song to my selfless King.

~ Catherine Stevens