GRACE & PEACE

Tag: Michael Card

  • The Lamb is a Lion

    Mark 11.12-18 & Luke 19.45-47

    Weak from the journey, the long travelling days/ Hungry to worship, to join in the praise/ Shock mad with anger that burned on His face/ As He entered the wasteland of that barren place

    Chorus:

    And the Lamb is a Lion who’s roaring with rage/At the empty religion that’s filling their days/ They’ll flee from the hug of the Carpenter’s strong arm/ And come to know the scourging anger of the Lord

    Priests and the merchants demanded some proof/ For their hearts were hardened and blind to the Truth/ But Satan’s own law is to sell and to buy/ But God’s only way is to give and to die

    – Repeat Chorus-

    The noise and confusion gave way to His word At last sacred silence so God could be heard…

  • Why?

  • Poem of Your Life

    The Bible tells us that each of our lives tell a story.  We are like masterpieces of God’s artistry.  The greek word is poiema, from which we get our English word “poem”. 

    In this video Phil Keaggy joins Michael Card to play Poem of Your Life, a Celtic-ish piece from Card’ album Poiema.

    Life is a song we must sing with our days/A poem with meaning more than words can say/A painting with colors no rainbow can tell/A lyric that rhymes either heaven or hell

    We are living letters that doubt desecrates/We’re the notes of the song of the chorus of faith/God shapes every second of our little lives/And minds every minute as the universe waits by

    CHORUS:  The pain and the longing/The joy and the moments of light/Are the rhythm and rhyme/The free verse of the poem of life

    So look in the mirror and pray for the grace/To tear off the mask, see the art of your face/Open your ear lids to hear the sweet song/Of each moment that passes and pray to prolong

    Your time in the ball of the dance of your days/Your canvas of colors of moments ablaze/With all that is holy/With the joy and the strife/With the rhythm and rhyme of the poem of your life/With the rhythm and rhyme of the poem of your life

  • The Gentle Healer

  • Things We Leave Behind

    There sits Simon foolish and wise
    Proudly he’s tending his nets
    Jesus calls and the boat drifts away
    All that he owns he forgets

    More than the nets he abandoned that day
    He found that his pride was soon fading away

    It’s hard to imagine the freedom we find
    From the things we leave behind

    Matthew was mindful of taking the tax
    Pressing the people to pay
    Hearing the call he responded in faith
    And followed the light and the way

    Leaving the people so puzzled he found
    The greed in his heart was no longer around

    Every heart needs to be set free
    From possessions that press in so tight
    Freedom is not found in the things that we own
    It’s the power to do what is right

    With Jesus our only possession
    Giving becomes our delight
    We can’t imagine the freedom we find
    From the things we leave behind

    We show a love for the world in our lives
    Worshipping goods we possess
    Jesus said lay all your treasures aside
    And love God above all the rest

    When we say no to the things of the world
    We open our hearts to the love of the Lord

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