This acoustic album recorded in the Clausings' basement contains original Christian songs in simple arrangements for voices, guitar, piano, violins, and cello.

22 MP3 Songs in this album (73:53) !
Related styles: Spiritual: Contemporary Christian, Folk: Folk-Rock, Christian

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Details:
Album artwork by Benjamin Clausing.

1. Opening
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals
Maddy Roundey: violin

2. All Rise
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals
Maddy Roundey: violin

3. Isaiah, Mighty Seer in Days of Old
words and melody by Martin Luther
text ©1941 Concordia Publishing House. Used by permission.
arranged by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Rebekah Thoelke: vocals
Bethany Thoelke: violin
Maddy Roundey: violin

4. Touch My Lips
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar

5. Kyrie
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, piano

6. Welcome to Earth
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals
Maddy Roundey: violin

7. I Belong to You
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals

8. In a Dry and Weary Land
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Rebekah Thoelke: vocals
Anita Clausing: vocals
Maddy Roundey: violin

9. Bist Du Bei Mir
text and music by J.S. Bach
guitar arrangement by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar

10. Lonely
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Ellen Roundey: cello
Anita Clausing: vocals

11. We Are Superficial
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Bethany Thoelke: violin

12. Greater Things
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals

13. Learning to Be a Creature
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals
Maddy Roundey: violin

14. Transformed
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals

15. Into the Realm of Awe
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals

16. Light Breaks Forth
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals

17. King of Kings
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals

18. These Last Days
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, piano, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals

19. The Eighth Day
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals

20. Generations
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals
Maddy Roundey: violin

21. Nunc Dimittis
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, piano, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals
Rebekah Thoelke: vocals

22. Benediction
text and music by Jonathan Clausing
Jonathan Clausing: vocals, guitar
Anita Clausing: vocals

1. Opening
You open each morning
And light brings day to birth
You open the flowers
In seas of color
You open the heavens
And rain falls down to earth
You open Your bounty
For evâry creature

O Lord, open my lips
And my mouth will declare Your praise
And my mouth will declare Your praise

You opened the blind eyes
That they might witness You
You opened the deaf ears
To hear Your story
You opened the mute tongue
That it might speak of You
You opened Your stone tomb
And rose in glory

O Lord, open my lips
And my mouth will declare Your praise
And my mouth will declare Your praise

You opened my cold heart
By water and by word
You opened my closed mind
In that great hour
You open the table
A feast so undeserved
You open the kingdom
With keys of power

O Lord, open my lips
And my mouth will declare Your praise
And my mouth will declare Your praise



2. All Rise
Silence
Speak no idle word
Let none be heard
Be lowly
Revârence
Is the language here
Of love and fear
Most holy

Take off your sandals and prepare to feel small
In defârence lower your eyes
The Lord of hosts is due the worship of all
And all creation complies
All rise

Sparrows
And archangel host
You least and most
Adore Him
Christians
Living and at rest
Lay all your best
Before Him

Take off your sandals and prepare to feel small
In defârence lower your eyes
The Lord of hosts is due the worship of all
And all creation complies
All rise

Father
All-creating One
And Christ His Son
Our Savior
Spirit
Working through the word
One holy God
Forever

Take off your sandals and prepare to feel small
In defârence lower your eyes
The Lord of hosts is due the worship of all
And all creation complies
All rise



3. Isaiah, Mighty Seer in Days of Old
text and tune by Martin Luther; arranged by J. Clausing
text ©1941 Concordia Publishing House. Used by permission.
Isaiah, mighty seer in days of old,
The Lord of all in spirit did behold
High on a lofty throne, in splendor bright,
With robes that filled the temple courts with light.
Above the throne were flaming seraphim;
Six wings had they, these messengers of Him.
With two they veiled their faces as was right,
With two they humbly hid their feet from sight,
And with the other two aloft they soared;
One to the other called and praised the Lord:
"Holy is God, the Lord of Sabaoth!
Holy is God, the Lord of Sabaoth!
Holy is God, the Lord of Sabaoth!
His glory fills the heavens and the earth!"
The beams and lintels trembled at the cry,
And clouds of smoke enwrapped the throne on high.



4. Touch My Lips
Lord, touch my lips.
From Your altar,
From Your altar
Bring a burning coal;
Permit me yet to live.
In insolence
Iâd forgotten,
Iâd forgotten
What is holiness,
The terror good can give.
You are the holy One;
The ranks of angels sing Your praise
While we of unclean lips,
We boast and mutter through our days.
Seraphs hide their eyes
While fools maintain a brazen gaze.

Fear once was known
As the first step,
As the first step
Onto wisdomâs path,
But we start far beyond.
We cry to God,
âEntertain us,
Entertain us
Or weâll find a church
That gives us what we want.â
We think outside the box,
Fresh like Nadab and Abihu.
âConvenient pocket-God,
Enhance our lifestyles, we pray You,
But donât interfere
When weâve more important things to do.â

Lord, touch our lips.
From Your altar,
From Your altar
Bring the flesh and blood
Of Christ, the stricken Lamb.
He is the One,
Thereâs no other,
Thereâs no other
Who can mediate
The rift âtween God and man.
Black sun and riven stones,
Hot wrath and innocence compiled.
It was the only way.
The Father spurned His only Child,
And the curtain tore,
And God and man were reconciled.

Lord, touch my lips.
From Your altar,
From Your altar
Bring the flesh and blood
That saved a fallen world.



5. Kyrie
Lord, You know I tried so hard
Lord, You know I tried
Tried with all my might to do whatâs right
But I fell short of Your glory
For Jesusâ sake and precious blood
Have mercy on my wretched soul
Help me do better

Lord, You know that sometimes I
I didnât try so hard
It was half disguise and pious lies
And I doubt I meant to please You
For Jesusâ sake and precious blood
Have mercy on my wretched soul
Help me do better

Honestly, dear God, sometimes
I didnât try at all
I sought evâry way to disobey
And I grieved Your Holy Spirit
For Jesusâ sake and precious blood
Have mercy on my wretched soul
Help me do better



6. Welcome to Earth
Welcome to earth, little child, youâve arrived here;
Take a look around.
You didnât ask to be born; do you know where youâre going?
Are your feet on the ground?
Take a look at the stars spinning âround in the sky,
As we tumble through the void.
Where do you stand now, after your birth?
Child of Adam, welcome to earth.

Welcome to earth; see the beauty that one day
Will take your breath away.
Find a friend, hear a song, love a girl, see the sun rise,
And watch it fade away.
Itâs too big for your mind and too small for your soul,
For your restless, homesick heart.
How life haunts us! What is it worth?
Hereâs your burden; welcome to earth.

You can claim youâre a hero
And rail against society
And stand your ground and shake your fist
At the makers of your misery,
But each dark night
When you canât sleep
You know youâre not, you wish you were
The person you pretend to be.

Welcome to earth; you know weâve been waiting,
Lord Jesus Christ.
All creation is groaning and anticipating
You to make us right.
You know we are lost; Lord, to whom shall we go?
We are hanging on your evâry word.
Just call us your children; give us new birth.
Precious Savior, welcome to earth.



7. I Belong to You
You are from eternity;
I am formed of dust.
You command infinity;
I cannot but trust.
I am speechless at the world
You designed for me.
I love all things beautiful;
You love even me.

You bade me take all I asked;
I bade You goodbye.
I set out to live my life;
You sent Christ to die.
I began to pity me;
You began to run.
I said I would be Your slave;
You made me Your son.

I am heavy laden;
You are gentle rest.
I chose Marthaâs burden;
You called Mary blessed.
I would drive this weary soul;
You would set it free.
Take my weight upon You;
Lay Your yoke on me.

Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Dwell in me today.
Lead me from my sinful past;
Light my future way.
I grow always older;
You make all things new.
You belong to no man;
I belong to You.

You belong to no man;
I belong to You.



8. In a Dry and Weary Land
In a dry and weary land where thereâs no water
In a dry and weary land where joys are few
Lord Jesus, be my rock of living water
I thirst for You
In a dry and weary land
In a dry and weary land where thereâs no water

In a dry and weary land where thereâs no water
In a land where man would die by bread alone
Lord Jesus, be my manna in the desert
I have but stones
In a dry and weary land
In a dry and weary land where thereâs no water

In a dry and weary land where thereâs no water
In a land of glaring pleasures looming large
Lord Jesus, save me from all I chase after
Itâs all mirage
In a dry and weary land
In a dry and weary land where thereâs no water

In a dry and weary land where thereâs no water
In a land of trackless waste, untamed, uncrossed
Lord Jesus, be my fire, my cloud, my pillar
For I am lost
In a dry and weary land
In a dry and weary land where thereâs no water

In a dry and weary land there will be water
And its torrents tumble down from Zionâs height
And God will tend His sheep in greenest pasture
All will be right
In a lush and verdant land
In a lush and verdant land of living water



9. Bist Du Bei Mir
text and tune by J.S. Bach; arranged by J. Clausing
Bist du bei mir, geh ich mit Freuden
Zum Sterben und zu meiner Ruh.
Ach, wie vergnügt wär so mein Ende,
Es drückten deine schönen Hände
Mir die getreuen Augen zu.

Translation:
If you are with me, then I will go gladly
Unto death and to my rest.
Ah, what a pleasant end for me,
If your dear hands be the last I see,
Closing shut my faithful eyes to rest!



10. Lonely
Crowds of individuals
Locked in proud and self-made cubicles
Busy outside, lost within
Lonely in their din

Sage computer, update me
Tell me I have friends so many
What do all these really mean
On my lonely screen?

And for faces, sweetest lies
And for backs, the steel of cold knives
Adam sinned, and Abel died
Lonely Cain survives

Have mercy, Lord
Have mercy, Lord

Christ, Your friends slept while you prayed
Then they ran when You were betrayed
God-forsaken, left for loss
On a lonely cross

Jesus, grant one thing to me
âMid this frantic, vain cacophony
Let me be my whole life through
Lonely there with You

Give one loaf and cup to men
Bind our shattered lives as one again
In Your body, brothers all
With one voice sing
âAlleluia, alleluia, alleluiaâ



11. We Are Superficial
How you look is so important
When you donât know who you are.
When you donât know where youâre going,
Just go faster, just go far.
Play the music ever louder
When the tune has got no soul.
Hide amid the raging party;
Mask the lonely, gaping hole.

Jesus bruised and Jesus bleeding,
Look on our attractive face.
We are superficial, needing
Deepest-piercing grace.

Comes a weariness of sugar,
Flash and show, diversions odd.
We need no more human wisdom,
But the foolishness of God:
Christ incarnate, Christ for sinners,
Christ in sacrament and word,
Full forgiveness by His merit,
Full release from debt incurred.

Jesus bruised and Jesus bleeding,
Look on our attractive face.
We are superficial, needing
Deepest-piercing grace.



12. Greater Things
Are you so impressed
By the latest fads and programs?
Do you think God needs
All our slick technology?
Do you feel so proud
Of our peppy little praise band?
You will see heaven opened
You will see heaven opened
You will see heaven opened
And the angels of God
Come ascend
And descend
On the Son of Man
You will see greater things than these
You will see greater things than these
You will see greater things than these
Greater things than these
Itâs a recurring malady
Weâre impressed by all of the wrong things
God, let us see
God, let us see
There are greater things than these

Have you long outgrown
What you learned in catechism?
Are you practical
With a grown-up point of view?
Do you feel so smug
In your worldly realism?
A little child will lead them
A little child will lead them
A little child will lead them
When the world is reborn
And the first
Shall be last
And the last be first
You will see greater things than these
You will see greater things than these
You will see greater things than these
Greater things than these
Itâs a recurring malady
Weâre impressed by all of the wrong things
God, let us see
God, let us see
There are greater things than these

When it all winds down
To a dismal resolution
When you come to know
All the pomp was a façade
He will meet you there
In His holy absolution
Youâll find a treasure in clay jars
Youâll find a treasure in clay jars
Youâll find a treasure in clay jars
And the pearl that you find
Is worth more
Than the rest
Of the world combined
You will see greater things than these
You will see greater things than these
You will see greater things than these
Greater things than these
And the Jews still demand a sign
And the Greeks still look out for wisdom
God, let us see
God, let us see
There are greater things than these



13. Learning to Be a Creature
I am skilled in the art of being offended
Greatest in equality
I cry foul when Iâm made to be a servant
âTill my Lord became one for me
Iâm learning to be a creature
Iâm learning just how to be small

Somewhere between the sparrows and the angels
God has made a place for me
Iâm a foot or an arm within the body
Gifted just where I need to be
Iâm learning to be a creature
Iâm learning just how to be small

Half the time weâre so obsessive
In the grip of pride oppressive
Gnashing our teeth to find happiness
While the rivers, trees, and mountains
Clap their hands âcause they can see what we
Are too wound up to notice
Thereâs freedom in humility

So Iâve now been dethroned from all creation
Itâs a gift of sweetest grace
I am learning to serve and be obedient
Learning to be glad in my place
Iâm learning to be a creature
Iâm learning just how to be small
Iâm learning to be a creature
Iâm learning just how to be small



14. Transformed
Everybody, everybody
Buy this, like that
Do what you do
Just âcause all the rest do
Everybody, everybody
Whatâs in, whatâs out
Gotta know, gotta go
With whatâs brand new
You can be what you want to be
Just make sure youâre just like me
So fit in

Everybody, everybody
Fast pace, fall in
Weâre all about love
If you love the right people
Please these, mock those
Wear the right clothes
Claw your way to the top
Or you get trampled
Itâs about choice, so you must be bolder
Nervous, glancing over your shoulder
Fit in

Do not be conformed
But be transformed
By renewal of your mind
Hold hands with lepers
And wash
Their crippled feet
And find
Youâre just as they are
Redeemed
By Jesus Christ your King
All men will hate you
And youâll lose everything
You pure in heart
You will see God

Everybody, everybody
Grow up, stay young
Three cars, two kids
Big, big mortgage
Live the dream on your screen
Its light guides you
Like a beacon
Over the Jordan
Hoard and crave security
Where your treasure is there your heart will be

Do not be conformed
But be transformed
By renewal of your mind
Hold hands with lepers
And wash
Their crippled feet
And find
Youâre just as they are
Redeemed
By Jesus Christ your King
All men will hate you
And youâll lose everything
You pure in heart
You will see God



15. Into the Realm of Awe
And, behold, stood a throne
With One seated upon the throne
He looked like jasper, carnelian
Emerald rainbow around Him shone
And the sound
And the sound
And the sound
And the sound
Thunder's sound filled the realm of awe

And the elders' thrones were twenty-four
Clothed in white
Upon their heads they wore
Bright golden crowns
Bright golden crowns
There lay before Him
A crystal ocean
Four living creatures
Each one full of eyes
Were around the throne
On every side
And night and day
Truly they never ceased from saying

"Holy, Holy, Holy
Is the Lord God, the Almighty
Who was and is and ever shall be
He made all by His majesty"
This I saw
This I saw
This I saw
This I saw
This I saw in the realm of awe

Then I saw a scroll
In the hand of Him upon the throne
Sealed with seven seals
And an angel called aloud
"Who is worthy?
Take the scroll
Break the seals"
But none was able
No one there
Not anywhere
And I wept

Then spoke an elder
"Your weeping's over
See now the Lion, come from Judah's tribe
Root of David, dead, yet now alive
He takes the scroll"
And all of heaven sang a new song

"Worthy is Christ the Lamb
You can take the scroll and Your rightful place
For You were slain, yet You live again
By Your blood You bought men from every race
They are priests in Your kingdom
You lead them and bring them
With You to the realm of awe"



16. Light Breaks Forth
There is a tree of life
Beside a river flowing;
The leaves upon its branches heal the nations.
The smoke of Babylon
Is ever upward-going,
A monument to Christâs complete salvation.

Rise and shine, your light
Has revelation.
All that was foretold
Finds consummation.
God has bared His arm
For evâry nation.
Light breaks forth
And darkness meets its devastation.

And I saw Satan fall
Like lightâning down from heaven,
The great accuser of Godâs dear possession.
He has been driven out;
He has been hurled to ruin.
The blood of Jesus now makes intercession.

Rise and shine, your light
Has revelation.
All that was foretold
Finds consummation.
God has bared His arm
For evâry nation.
Light breaks forth
And darkness meets its devastation.

And the light shines in the darkness
And the darkness has not overcome the light
And the light shines in the darkness
And the darkness has not overcome the light

O death, where is your sting?
O death, where is your victâry?
It seems that one that you devoured escaped you!
He was the first to rise,
To usher in the mystâry,
And all those buried with Him now will rise too.

Rise and shine, your light
Has revelation.
All that was foretold
Finds consummation.
God has bared His arm
For evâry nation.
Light breaks forth
And darkness meets its devastation.

And the light shines in the darkness
And the darkness has not overcome the light
And the light shines in the darkness
And the darkness has not overcome the light



17. King of Kings
Said the Lord to my Lord,
âBe seated at My right hand
Till Your foes are a footstool,
Laid out at Your command.
Strength from the womb of the morning,
Dew of Your youth ever crowning,
Youâll lift up your head.â

Praise the God of all powâr
Who strengthens my hands for war,
Tunes my fingers for battle,
Victory evermore.
He swore an oath unto David:
His Heir will be elevated,
Shine, shine, shine His light.

How the mighty fallen lie,
Slain upon your heights, O Israel!
As they went, so Davidâs house was going.
By the streams of Babylon,
There we sat and wept for Zion.
All the while a tender Shoot was growing.

See heaven rent all asunder;
He on the white horse rides,
Leading armies of heaven,
Glory on evâry side;
Crown laid on crown, eyes of fire,
Robe dipped in blood, holy ire.
Hail the Word of God!
Fear Him, Lord of Lords!
Crown Him, King of Kings!



18. These Last Days
These last days of gray November swirl like drifts of dry leaves.
These last hours of fading embers bring no warmth at all.
Lift your heads, you pilgrims travâling; when you find your world unravâling,
Your redemption dawns upon you. Come, Lord Jesus, come.

These last days the brideâs engagement takes on sweetest aching.
Her true Love completes arrangement in His Fatherâs house.
Lift your heads, you church in tatters; your rag-dress no longer matters.
Your Bridegroom has clothed you radiant. Come, Lord Jesus, come.

These last days the hosts of darkness muster all their armies,
While a lame excuse for goodness finds its easy chair.
Lift your heads, you scattered remnant; there is still a throng of them that
Have not bowed the knee to Baal. Come, Lord Jesus, come.

So we find ourselves astride the overlap where worlds collide.
The kingdom of the Crucified invades the realm of sin.
Saints and sinners; slaves, yet free; dying, living; poor, yet wealthy;
Hanging on in joyful agony.

These last days a mustard seed was planted in the garden.
These last days a Man named Jesus lay beneath the earth.
Lift your heads from deathâs dark hollow; Christ burst free, and we will follow,
Lifted up to glory, glory. Come, Lord Jesus, come.

These last days the reign of God is just beneath the surface.
Bread is body, wine is blood, and water makes alive.
We are written in His story; buried with Him, raised to glory,
Waiting for one final morning. Come, Lord Jesus, come.
Come, Lord Jesus, come. Come, Lord Jesus, come.



19. The Eighth Day
Blessed be the women.
Blessed be the dawn.
Blessed be the angels.
Bless'd the body gone.
When the eighth day comes to pass
There's a rising.
Bless'd be John and Peter.
Bless'd be what they saw.
Blessed be the linen.
Blessed be the awe.
After fear and failure comes
Grace surprising.
Blessed be, blessed be
All that comes with a new beginning.
Goodbye old sky;
Sunrise on the eighth day
Will change the world.

Blessed be the infants.
Blessed be the flint.
Blessed be the cut
That brought the covenant.
On the eighth day
God would claim them and bind them.
Blessed be the stars
That filled up Abram's sky.
Blessed be the sands
Upon the ocean-side.
Though a world had turned away,
God would find them.
Blessed be, blessed be
All that comes with a new beginning.
Goodbye old sky;
Sunrise on the eighth day
Will change the world.

Blessed be the water.
Blessed be the word.
Blessed be the washing,
Binding us to God.
Buried with Him into death,
We have risen.
Blessed be confession,
Laying bare the sin.
Blessed be the grace
That picks us up again.
Though, like sheep, we've gone stray,
We're forgiven.
Blessed be, blessed be
All that comes with a new beginning.
Goodbye old sky;
Sunrise on the eighth day
Will change the world.

Blessed be the trumpet.
Blessed be the sound.
Blessed be the bodies
Rising from the ground.
When the eighth day comes to pass
There's a rising.
Blessed be the temple.
Blessed be the Lamb,
God amid His people,
Come to dwell with men.
Then begin those endless days
Most surprising.
Blessed be, blessed be
All that comes with a new beginning.
Goodbye old sky;
Sunrise on the eighth day
Will change the world.
Amen.



20. Generations
Thereâs an old black and white photograph on the wall
Of a bright wedding day
Of a couple Iâve never met
But they bore my name
They bore my name
Well, they came on a boat from distant shores
To the land of the free
âCause they wanted for all their children
A better life
A better life
Generations tell the deeds of God, one to the next
Thank You, God, for all who gave for me

Thereâs a hymnal that lies upon my shelf
And its bindingâs now torn
But it once sailed the south Pacific
On a ship of war
A ship of war
And it strengthened a young man through dark days
Told him God does not change
God of Abraham, Isaac, Jacob
And grandpaâs God
He was grandpaâs God
Generations tell the deeds of God, one to the next
Thank You, God, for all who gave for me

Thereâs a whole host of saints unknown, unnamed
Folk of ages long gone
Warmed through cold, dark medieval winters
By the word of God
The word of God
And they bore many crosses and died young
Feared the Turk and the plague
But they passed on the light of Jesus
It was not in vain
It was not in vain
Generations tell the deeds of God, one to the next
Thank You, God, for all who gave for me

And if someday my children think of me
And all I leave behind
Let them see here a poor, lost sinner
Saved by Jesus Christ
By Jesus Christ
Let me leave them the creed once taught to me
Unembellished, unchanged
As it came down through holy saints
Like my mom and dad
My mom and dad
Generations tell the deeds of God, one to the next
Thank You, God, for all who gave for me



21. Nunc Dimittis
Abrahamâs starlight and Jacob at Bethel
Moses on Sinai and Solomonâs temple
God in pursuit of a nation and laying extravagant promises down

Exile and poverty, need and affliction
Greed and corruption, no hint of conviction
So many centuries, so little comfort, âGod, where are Your promises now?â

Lord, now let Your servant go in peace
My eyes have seen; the wait has ceased
Salvation dawns as You declared
A revelation long prepared
To bring light to the world
Come to bring light to the world
Come to bring light to the world

And still the cry of the saints: âHow long?â
When will our mourning be turned to song?
God is not slow in keeping His promise as some understand it to be

Lord, now let Your servant go in peace
My eyes have seen; the wait has ceased
Salvation dawns as You declared
A revelation long prepared

Lord, I depart in peace

The angels sang the news on high
The weight of glory filled the sky
The dead are raised; the mute rejoice
The blessed poor sing out

Glory be to God on the throne
Father and Maker of promise
Glory be to Jesus, His Son
God in the flesh come among us
Glory be to God who is Spirit
Leading us all to believe it
Ever one, eternally God
Whose holy Word has come down
To bring light to the world
Come to bring light to the world
Come to bring light to the world

And, come what may, I cannot
Forget what these eyes have been blessed to see
My God will keep His promise
Heâs swept me away in the joy of salvation



22. Benediction
May your plans all come to ruin
That Godâs plans for you prevail
May your wealth give way beneath you
That you trust what cannot fail
May control of life elude you
That you marvel as a child
May you be a new creation
May you be a new creation

May your stylish friends abandon you
That you befriend the least
May their needs consume your freedom
That your freedom be increased
May you have such poor self-image
That you fall upon Godâs grace
May you be a new creation
May you be a new creation

May it be
May it be

And when Christ appears in glory
May you be there by His side
You who once hung rightly next to
Him so wrongly crucified
May your gentle King remember you
And open paradise
May you share His resurrection
May you share His resurrection

May you join the ranks of Lazarus
And Mary Magdalene
May you run Godâs fields with cripples
And clasp tight once-leprous skin
May you feast with old Zacchaeus
And the One who ate with him
May you join their celebration
May you join their celebration

May it be
May it be
May it be
May it be