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Lyrics:
Batter my Heart, Lord, I sit at the door my shame built the walls and I’ve filled this room with thistles and thorns I built my house from Adam’s tree it’s unstable, exposed, collapsing and feels like it’s swallowing me And, oh, I hear you call to me, "Where are you? Come rest in me" You pull back the blinds, break open this tomb You divorce me from fickle loves and rescue me back to you. You built a new home from Calvary’s tree the foundation is certain, your blood paves the way to a new kind of peace And, oh, I hear you call to me, "Where are you? Come rest in me" You kindled loves fire, planted new life Set a place at your table, a room in your home for your weary bride You’ve restored my soul, all is made well in You I’m rejoicing and feasting and resting in hands that are faithful and true And now when I hear you call to me, "Where are you?" I’m resting Lord, in thee While Adam’s seed dies Your harvest is sweet all Your pruning and shaping prepares our home for a heavenly feast I’ll work in the garden, my labor will be sowing seeds for the kingdom that bear the fruit of Calvary’s tree. And now when I hear you call to me, "Where are you?" I’m feasting Lord, with thee
lyrics and music by Chelsea Hamshaw
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