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lyrics
There on a hill stood a tree
Of life and of death for a King
What could ever come from the wood stained with blood?
And from the tear soiled ground underneath?
There on the tree hung a man
Who foretold this part of His plan
What could ever come from the death of a Son?
And the holes in His nail pierced hands?
He's the Father of Lights in all the dark places
The Giver of Life in all the dead spaces
The Bearer of Burdens when all seem to flee
The Suffering Savior who set us all free
He's the Patient Provider of all perfect things
From a cross for the righteous, the rugged, the thief.
There on a hill hung my shame
With a King who would call me by name.
Who could ever know all my sorrows and woes
but the one who was destined to reign?
There on the tree hung my life
In a place between solace and strife
What love so divine
That I've come to find,
That you'd give your own life just for mine.
He's the Father of Lights in all the dark places
The Giver of Life in all the dead spaces
The Bearer of Burdens when all seem to flee
The Suffering Savior who set us all free
He's the Patient Provider of all perfect things
From a cross for the righteous, the rugged, the thief.
There stood a grave with no stone
And no one to call it their home
Who could ever rise, and call death to die?
But our Glorious Jesus alone.
He's the Father of Lights in all the dark places
The Giver of Life in all the dead spaces
The Bearer of Burdens when all seem to flee
The Suffering Savior who set us all free
He's the Patient Provider of all perfect things
From a cross for the righteous, the rugged, the thief.
The latest 45 from Moon Rituals offers two slices of tranquil synthpop, with gauzy vocals, bright keys, and warm hooks. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 30, 2020