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These Good Gifts
04:06
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Hold lightly in your hand
That which you’ve been given
Not to own but to use to bless the world
Like a seed upon the wind
Be prepared to let it go
And watch it fly, find a home, take root, and grow
Be thankful for your gifts
Your talents, and your trades,
The very core of who you are
Do not hoard them to yourself
But bring them where need lives
And watch them grow, unfold and change
Tread softly on the earth
Do not carelessly use
The resources that we share
We’ve been trusted with this gift
Guard it wisely and well
It nurtures us, treat it with care
For these good gifts
We thank you
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All My Life (Acts 8)
03:33
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All my life I’ve been waiting
Grasping at straws
Hungry for wisdom
Running after the wind in desperation
Never quite sure what I was looking for
It was not for lack of searching
I was left at a loss
I’d read and I’d questioned
And I’d weighed and I’d listened
But I’d only found shadows of truth
Half glimpses of life - real life
I searched the stars
Pored over pages
But the pictures were vague
The patterns elusive
I needed a key
Something to make meaning out of mystery
I kept going back to the words about
One who had known
The pain of silent submission
Of biting their tongue as they bore humiliation
Denied the comfort of a family
Then came one who pushed wide the door
That I hadn’t known was already ajar
And they spilled out riches right at my feet
That I had never believed were entitled to me
I‘d been kept in my place
But they showed me I was royal
Unique and admired
Not faceless and disposable
I was whole, I was enough
And what’s more I was beloved
I am beloved
All my life I’ve been waiting - grasping at straws
I am beloved
All my life I’ve been waiting - searching the stars
I am beloved
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The Other One
03:10
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I read about the Pharisee and the faithful one
Identify with her and cheer the offering on
But I’m afraid that in that story
I am the other one
I read the story of the despised one and the priest
I wish to be the one who didn’t pass-by in the street
But I’m afraid that in that story
I am the other one
I hold my privilege, I hold my power
I hold them out - not back
I hold them out - not back
I must believe they can be used for good
I read about the brothers one proud and one a mess
I long for acceptance found after recklessness
But I’m afraid that in that story
I am the other one
I read the story of the thieves on either side
One takes his chance to set aside his pride
But I’m afraid that in that story
I am the other one
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4. |
The Turning of the Wind
03:24
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God is in the turning of the wind
A dynamic flowing thing
Endlessly creating
God is the renewing of the earth
The holiness of death
Transforming into new birth
God is in the miracle of growth
The wrestling after truth
The struggle to maturity
God is in the washing of the rain
The pouring out of grace
A gift entrusted to you and me
In hope and joy
Justice and life
We find you, we find you
In peace and strength
Faithfulness and love
We find you, we find you
God is in the path of suffering
And with those who share the pain
In tears of solidarity
God is in the people who resist
Those who lead and swell the ranks
Speaking truth to authority
God is in the blessedness of rest
When activity has ceased
And we know that we need nothing
God is in the company of friends
The sharing of our bread
In inclusive hospitality
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God of Broken Things
03:38
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My spirit calls to you
That I might plant my two feet firm
With the courage that you stir up
Though all around me burns
I allow the world’s pain in
With you, God, as my guide
So my heart it isn’t ruined
But broken open wide
You are a god of broken things
A loaf shared out - become a feast
A body lifted up to die
A perfume scent released
These costly gifts you take
And even through the suffering
You change the pain of loss
Into something life giving
Help us break the prisons
Of those unjustly kept
And rattle up the systems
That confine with poverty and debt
May we upset the tables of
All those who exploit the poor
And challenge ones who rest
Secure within the walls of power
My spirit calls out to you
That I might plant my two feet firm
With the courage that you stir up
Though all around me burns
I allow the world’s pain in
With you God as my guide
So my heart it isn’t ruined
But broken open wide
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Paradox
03:43
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How can I know what to ask
When every thought is at war with the last
Every time I meet a need
Am I supporting someone’s greed?
Simple answers cannot hold the paradox of you
The Victim and the King: the rebel and the Law
The Lion and the Lamb: the softness and the claw
How to step back from the brink
Exhausted by things that I overthink
If the planet’s dying by my hand
What does it mean to take a stand?
How can I know what to do
The right and good ways that I thought I knew
Have become so entwined
With the cruel and unkind
Simple answers cannot hold the paradox of you
The Mother and the Son: all-doing and undone
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7. |
Covenant Prayer
02:51
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I’m no longer my own, but yours
Put me to what you will,
I’m no longer my own, but yours
Rank me with whom you will
Put me to doing, put me to suffering
Let me be employed for you or laid aside for you
Lifted up high for you or brought low for you
I’m no longer my own, but yours
Put me to what you will
I’m no longer my own, but yours
Rank me with whom you will
Let me be full, let me be empty
Let me have all things, let me have nothing
I freely and wholeheartedly yield all things to you
Oh mighty God in blessed relationship
Oh mighty God, you are mine and I am yours
And this promise that I make
Let it be heard in heaven
And this promise that I make
I place into your hands
Amen
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When the pathway is rough and unclear
Though I may fall
Will you walk with me?
When my burdens lie heavily
And I’m brought to my knees
Will you wait with me?
When my joys are too many count
When I stand amazed
Will you laugh with me?
When I’m given an opportunity
And I rise to answer
Will you go, will you go with me?
We are bound together
We are one
If one hurts we all are in pain
We can lift each other
Reach out our hands
We can climb higher
If we go together
When the pathway is rough and unclear
Though you may fall
I will walk with you
When your burdens lie heavily
And you’re brought to your knees
I will wait with you
When your joys are too many count
When you stand amazed
I will laugh with you
When you’re given an opportunity
And you rise to answer
I will go, I will go with you
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9. |
I Am Not OK (Psalm 142)
03:51
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God you need to hear this
I am not OK
Are you who they say you are?
I have some things to say
But most of all you need to know this:
I am not OK
You see me when I am so tired I cannot stand
Or even get out of my bed
When everyone around has had enough of me
No-one seems to care
You are supposed to be the one who cares
Are you listening?
I believe you are the one who cares
How I need you now
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10. |
Home
04:09
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So ready to leave
That I rushed my goodbyes
As the latch clicked shut
You were out of my mind
Pretty sure you stood at the window
Till I disappeared from sight
I walked with the swagger of
Unfounded pride
In the ignorant bliss of
My own charmed life
I could feel the city hum
There was nothing I wouldn’t try
The dizzying rush
I can barely remember
The extravagant life
And performative laughter
The company of friends
Who all ran out on me in the end
My easy life it disappeared too
I tried to tread water
Then i tried to resurface
But I knew I was lost
The sunlight glittered maddeningly
Far from my grasp
I woke from this nightmare
With the cold hard truth
That I’d taken my share
And blown right through it all
Far beyond what I could recoup
I thought of you then
I know that that’s bad
Even a generous heart would question
the motives I had
You had every right to be mad
There were days when the journey was one long grind
I was injured and sickened and footsore and tired
In doubt I turned around
And sat, with an aching heart on the ground
I came so close
To letting shame lay me low
But at the end of the day
Where else could I go
You were the only one
Who might care if I lived or died
Wasn’t sure if you’d know me
But you gave me no time to explain
You held me
Despite the reek of my weeks old clothes
And the dust of my travels
My excuses unraveled
And I knew
What I had refused for so long
That however winding my path
However far I would go
You were always my home
You were always my home
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11. |
The Wild Meadow
03:46
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The wild meadow blooms
That sway with the breath of the wind
Nothing can top their beauty
Or the life contained within
How the colors shine
Though they neither toil nor spin
The wild meadow blooms
That sway with the breath of the wind
Did you sense the sparrow fall
Did you feel its heart grow still
I notice every one
Cherish every fragile thing
As I care for the humble sparrow
So I care for you
So cast you cares upon me
Rest, my child, be still
Let compassion be your clothes
Circled about in peace
Solomon in all his glory
Could not compare with this
There’s plenty where it came from
So freely, freely, give
Let compassion be your clothes
Circled about in peace
No hustling for the best
Will make your life more sweet
No cutting into line
No shortcuts and no cheats
Can you add another day
Or even a single beat
All is given to you
Everything you need
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Basement Worship Project Maine
Basement Worship Project is a new musical adventure for Carolyn Turnidge (Groove Heroes, Marcus Green Big Band, Uncut Pages)
and Martin Turnidge (No Comment, Groove Heroes, Uncut Pages).
Both of us developed as musicians playing Christian worship music and we decided the time had come to see what kind of worship music we would make now.
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