I Can't Sing it Loud Enough

Описание: This is song 2 from my brand-new concept album, "Words in the Wounds."

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Lyrics
O Lord, Your works are manifold for all to see
Your beauty is displayed through every strand
The heights, the depths, the threads within Your tapestry
Are woven in the wounds of Your good hand

So what is man that You would give us any thought?
Our glory withers like the grass on desert hills
You've watched in sorrow all the idols that our hands so long have wrought
I stand in awe that You would love us even still

You know our frame
You know that we are dust
You see our wretchedness
Yet you redeem us.
You bore the shame
You bore the wrath for us
You are our righteousness
Oh precious Jesus.

The thorns, the stripes, the cross, the spikes our hands prepared
We've proved our condemnation o'er and o'er
But still You bled from foot to head a river there
That washes all our stains forevermore

So what is man that You would choose to stoop so low?
Exchange Your glory for our pitiful facade?
Love so deep that You'd endure our mocking kiss and hateful blows
And reconcile our sinful souls again to God.

You know our frame
You know that we are dust
You see our wretchedness
Yet you redeem us.
You bore the shame
You bore the wrath for us
You are our righteousness
Oh precious Jesus

And I will never understand
Why You would suffer at our hands
Why You would take my death for me
To free me from Your just demands
And I can't sing it loud enough or long enough
But I can sing with all I am

Worthy is the Lamb!

Credits:
*Bass, electric, acoustic guitar, mixing and mastering by Andrew McLeod (Reckless Records)
*Drums by Henry Sasser