Sunday, November 7, 2010

Carried Away

When all hope is gone and desires fade and your bright tomorrow has become your yesterday, When life marches on and you’re in the way and it goes on without you, there’s something you can say.

Lift your hands to the holy one, sing praise for all he has done, call on his name and get carried away, oh, sing praise and halleluiah, his grace is what lifts you up, above the storm, where it’s safe and warm, sing his praise, get carried away.

He promises us there will be days we’ll want to hide and run away, he knows our hearts, he knows our strength, he knows our thoughts, and he knows our ways, it’s no surprise, to him at all when we stumble, or when we fall, but there’s a chance, that pulls us through, when there’s nothing else that we can do.

We lift our hands to the holy one, sing praise for all he has done, call on his name and get carried away, oh, sing praise and halleluiah, his grace is what lifts us up, above the storm, where it’s safe and warm, sing his praise, get carried away.

When there’s nothing you can say, when there’s nothing you can do, to defeat the troubles of this world that are defeating you, when you’re broken down with no strength to carry on, then listen to these words and choose to sing along.

And lift your hands to the holy one, sing praise for all he has done, call on his name and get carried away, oh, sing praise and halleluiah, his grace is what lifts you up, above the storm, where it’s safe and warm, sing his praise, get carried away.

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