1974 Written by Amy Grant, Gary Chapman, Jerry McPherson We were young, And none of us know quite what to say, But the feeling moved Among us in silence anyway. Slowly we had made Quite a change-- Somewhere we had crossed a big line. Down upon our knees, We had tasted holy wine, And no one could sway us In a life time. Purer than the sky, Behind the rain. Falling down all around us, Calling out from a boundless love. Love had lit a fire; We were the flame. Burning into the darkness, Shining out from inside us. Not a word. And no one had to say we were changed. Nothing else we lived through Would ever be same the same, Knowing the truth That we had gained. Purer than the sky, Behind the rain. Falling down all around us, Calling out from a boundless love. Love had lit a fire; We were the flame. Burning into the darkness, Shining out from inside us. Stay with me. Make it ever new, So time will not undo, As the years go by, How I need to see That's still me. Falling down all around us, Calling out from a boundless love. Yeah.... Burning into the darkness, Shining out from inside us. Purer than the sky, Behind the rain. Falling down all around us, Calling out from a boundless love. Love has lit a fire; I am the flame. Burning into the darkness, Shining out from inside us. Purer than the sky, Behind the rain. Falling down all around us, Calling out from a boundless love. (Ohh....) Love has lit a fire; I am the flame. Burning into the darkness, Shining out from inside us. Purer than the sky, Behind the rain. Falling down all around us, Calling out from a boundless love. Lead Me On by Amy Grant, Michael W. Smith, and Wayne Kirkpatrick Shoulder to the wheel For someone else's selfish gain Here there is no choosing Working the clay Wearing their anger like a ball and chain. Fire in the field Underneath a blazing sun But soon the sun was faded And freedom was a song I heard them singing when the day was done Singing to the holy One. Lead me on Lead me on To a place where the river runs Into your keeping, oh. Lead me on Lead me on The awaited deliverance Comforts the seeking...lead on. Waiting for the train Labeled with a golden star Heavy hearted boarding Whispers in the dark "Where are we going--is it very far?" Bitter cold terrain Echoes of a slamming door In chambers made for sleeping, forever Voices like thunder in a mighty roar Cry to the Lord. Lead me on Lead me on To a place where the river runs Into your keeping, oh. Lead me on Lead me on The awaited deliverance Comforts the seeking...lead on. Man hurts man Time and time, time again And we drown in the wake of our power Somebody tell me why. Lead me on Lead me on To a place where the river runs Into your keeping, oh. Lead me on Lead me on The awaited deliverance Comforts the seeking...lead on. Lead me on Lead me on To a place where the river runs Into your keeping, oh. Lead me on Lead me on The awaited deliverance Comforts the seeking...lead on. Shadows Written by Karen Peris, Don Peris, and Amy Grant There are two of me One does the right thing, One cannot see. Standing back to back, Who is the strong one In the last act? Every path I take, Roads I go down, Choices I make, Take me right between Patches of light and Darkness in me. Oh, we have to keep A watch on our shadows-- Every move They secretly make. We try to be So close to heaven, But then our shadows, They run away. They pull away. Oh.... And the shadows prove, Falling behind, Tracing each move, oh, When I do some wrong, There is no hiding; Shadows are long. So we have to keep A watch on our shadows-- Every move (Every move) They secret make, yeah, yeah, We try to be So close to heaven, (Mmmm....) But then our shadows, Pull us away. They pull away.... We have to keep A watch on our shadows-- Every move (Ooooh....) They secretly make, yeah, We try to be So close to heaven, But then our shadows, They pull us away. Oh, we have to keep A watch on our shadows-- Every move (oooh....) they secretly make, yeah, We try to be So close to heaven, But then our shadows Pull us away. Pull us away. Pull us away. (Ha, hu ha, oh no, cha cha. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. Keepin' it under my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. On my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. Keepin' it under my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. Keepin' it under my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. Keepin' it under my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. On my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. Keepin' it under my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. Keepin' it under my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. Keepin' it under my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. On my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. Keepin' it under my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. Keepin' it under my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. Keepin' it under my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. On my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. Keepin' it under my shadow. Oh no, gotta keep our watch. Keepin' it under my shadow.) Saved By Love Written by Amy Grant, Chris Smith, and Justin Peters Laura loves her little family, And she's the kind of woman who loves them with her life. But sometimes in the evening, When the world rests on her shoulders With four walls closing in, She'll close her eyes. Oh.... It's not like she misses being younger, Though she never was in Vogue magazine or on TV; Her husband loves her dearly, And the morning shows her clearly, Kisses her little baby girl. Laura, she's the queen of the world. Can't imagine ever leaving now, Now that she's been saved by love, Saved by love, saved by love. Listen to her quiet heart singing loud. Laura, she's been saved by love, Saved by love, saved by love. I know that she's been saved by love, Saved by love, saved by love. Saved by love. There's nothing quite like my family's love to warm me, And nothing short of death's gonna ever leave me cold. Well, still at times it's lonely, But through it all it only Makes me love Jesus more, And this is what He came here for. I can't imagine ever leaving now. Now that I've been saved by love, Saved by love, saved by love. He's gone and turned my crazy world back around, And I've been saved by love, Saved by love, saved by love. I know that I've been saved by love, Saved by love, saved by love.... Oh, I'm never leaving now, Now that I've been saved by love, Saved by love, saved by love. He's gone and turned my crazy world back around, And I've been saved by love, Saved by love, saved by love. Amy, she's been saved by love, Saved by love, saved by love.... Saved by love. I'm saved by love. That's right. And nothing I can say, Nothing I can do, nothing I can say. We're all just saved by love. Nothing you can say, nothing you can do. Only love can say, only love can do, Only love can say. Only love can say, only love can do, Only love can say. I'm say-yay-yaved by, I'm saved by, by, Nothing you can do, nothing you can say, Only love can say.... Faithless Heart Written by Amy Grant, and Michael W. Smith At times the woman deep inside me Wanders far from home, And in my mind I live a life That chills me to the bone. A heart, running for arms out of reach, But who is the stranger my longing seeks? I don't know. But it scares me through and through, 'Cause I've a man at home Who needs me to be true. Oh, faithless heart, Be far away from me. Playing games inside my head That no one else can see. Oh, faithless heart, You tempt me to the core, But you can't have a hold on me, So don't come around anymore. (The feelings here, God, the feelings here.) God, you know my feelings here Could wipe my world away, Ravaging the promises A stronger heart once made, So hold me, I'm falling so fast, And tell me that the fighting inside will pass As I walk away, And find the strength to choose The man who waits for me With a heart that's true. Oh, faithless heart, (faithless heart....) Be far away from me. Playing games inside my head That only I can see. Oh, faithless heart, (faithless heart....) You tempt me to the core, But you can't have a hold on me, So don't come around anymore. Faithless heart! Oh, faithless heart, (faithless heart....) Be far away from me. Playing games inside my head That nobody else can see. Oh, faithless heart, (faithless heart....) You tempt me to the core, But you can't have a hold on me, So don't come around anymore. Well, you can't have a hold on me. So don't come around. What About the Love? Written by Kye Fleming, and Janis Ian I went to see my sister. She was staying with a friend Who had turned into a preacher To save the world from sin. He said, "First deny your body, And then learn to submit. Pray to be made worthy, And tithe your ten percent." I said, "Is this all there is, Just the letter of the law?" Something's wrong. I went to see my brother On the 32nd floor Of a building down on Wall Street; You could hear the future's roar. He said, "Here we make decisions, And we trade commodities; If you tell me where there's famine, I can make you guarantees." I said, "Is this all there is, Power to the strong?" Something's wrong. Something's wrong in heaven tonight. You can almost hear them cry. Angels to the left and the right, Saying, "What about the love? What about the love? What about the love?" I went to see my neighbor. He'd been taken to a home For the weak and the discarded Who have no place to go. He said, "Here I lack for nothing; I am fed and I am clothed. But at times I miss the freedom I used to know." I said, "Is this all there is, When your usefulness is gone?" Something's wrong. Something's wrong in heaven tonight. (Something's wrong.) You can almost hear them cry. (Cry.) Angels to the left and the right, Saying, "What about the love? What about the love? What about the love?" (Yeah, yeah, yeah....) I looked into the mirror, (Yeah.) Proud as I could be, (Yeah.) And I saw my pointing finger (Yeah.) Pointing back at me, Saying, "Who named you accuser? (Yeah.) Who gave you the scales?" (Yeah.) I hung my head in sorrow; (Yeah.) I could almost feel the nails. I said, "This is how it is To be crucified and judged Without love." Something's wrong in heaven tonight. (Something's wrong.) You can almost hear them cry. (Cry.) Angels to the left and the right, Saying, "What about the love? What about the love? What about the love of God?" Something's wrong in heaven tonight. (Something's wrong.) You can almost hear them cry. (Cry.) Angels to the left and the right, Saying, "What about the love?" What about the love? What about the love of God?" Something's wrong in heaven tonight. (Something's wrong.) You can almost hear them cry. (Cry.) Angels to the left and the right, Saying, "What about the love? What about the love? What about the love...?" If These Walls Could Speak Written by Jimmy Webb If these old walls, If these old walls could speak Of the things that they remember well, Stories and faces dearly held, A couple in love Livin' week to week, Rooms full of laughter, If these walls could speak. If these old halls, If hallowed halls could talk, These would have a tale to tell Of sun goin' down and dinner bell, And children playing at hide and seek >From floor to rafter, If these halls could speak. They would tell you that I'm sorry For bein' cold and blind and weak. They would tell you that it's only That I have a stubborn streak, If these walls could speak. If these old fashioned window panes were eyes, I guess they would have seen it all-- Each little tear and sigh and footfall, And every dream that we came to seek Or followed after, If these walls could speak. They would tell you that I owe you More than I could ever pay. Here's someone who really loves you; Don't ever go away. That's what these walls would say. They would tell you that I owe you More than I could ever pay. Here's someone who really loves you; Don't ever go away. That's what these walls would say. That's what these walls would say. That's what these walls would say. All Right Written by Amy Grant, Dan Huff, and Phil Naish Looking out To the hills, to the setting sun, I feel a cold wind Bound to come; Another change, Another end I cannot see, But your faithfulness to me Is making it all right. I fall down on my knees; Tell me that it's all right. You give me what I need. Years of knockin' on heaven's door Have taught me this, if nothing more, That it's all right, what may come. I've heard it said, When the river's running high, You get to higher ground or you die. Well, muddy waves of pain Washed over me, And it only made me see, It's gonna be all right. I, I fall down on my knees; Tell me that it's all right. You give me what I need. Years of knockin' on heaven's door Have taught me this, if nothing more, That it's all right, what may come. When will I learn there're no guarantees? What strengthens hope, my eyes have never seen, But it won't be long Till the faith will be sight, And the heavens will say, It's all right. (All right.) (All right.) (All right.) All right, I fall down on my knees; Tell me that it's all right. You give me what I need. Years of knockin'...heaven's door, Have taught me this, if nothing more, And it's all right. Whatever comes. All right, Fall on my knees, Tell me that it's all right. You give me what I need. (After all these) Years of knockin' on heaven's door, (Years of knockin' on heavens' door,) (It's gonna be) All right. (Oooooh, yeah.) All right. I fall down on my knees, Tell me that it's all right, 'Cause you give me what I need, (After all these years of knockin' on heaven's door,) Years of knockin' on heaven's door, (It's gonna be) All right. Whatever comes, yes sir, All right. I fall down on my knees. All right. Wait For The Healing Written by Amy Grant, Wayne Kirkpatrick, Gary Chapman, Jerry McPherson One Had vision One came bringing its doom One saw napalm One heard the man in the moon We were children of promise We were heirs to their dreams Tell me, why then is the hand slow And the dog bites, well, I don't know But the sky will fall And heads will roll And it's all that we can do To wait for the healing Hungry hearted reason coming of age Running headlong into the the latest rage Always reaching within us Claiming the answers are there Tell me, why then is the hand slow And the dog bites, well, I don't know But the sky will fall And heads will roll And it's all that we can do To wait for the healing For to carry on For to stand when all is said and done In the shadow of the rising sun Longing, waiting for the healing We are children of promise We are heirs to their dreams Tell me, why then is the hand slow And the dog bites, well, I don't know But the sky will fall And heads will roll And it's all that we can do To wait for the healing For to carry on For to stand when all is said and done In the shadow of the rising sun Longing, waiting for the healing Sure Enough Written by Wayne Kirkpatrick, Mike Brignardello, and Shane Keister I'm laying it all out on the table, I'm telling you again what I've already told you before: My love is not a soon forgotten fable; My heart is not a box with a lock in a five and dime store. So there's no need to question me and my feelings. Oh, wondering if I am sure. Ask me again, and I'll tell you the same, Over and over. Sure enough to never want to be without you, Sure enough, to stay for good, Sure enough in every little thing about you, Sure enough. Developing the art of collaboration, It's dinner and a movie and a baby or two. Now we are in the midst of a revelation, mm-hmm, We're doing what a modern world said we could not do. And even when our love is mellow and aging, Oh, even when we're old and wise, And we know then what we don't know now, Well, I know I'll still be Sure enough to never want to be without you, Sure enough, to stay for good, Sure enough in every little thing about you, Sure enough. (Ah, ha...that's good.) Sure enough to never want to be without you, Sure enough to stay for good, oh, Sure enough in every little thing about you, Sure enough. Sure enough to never want to be without you, Sure enough to stay for good, Sure enough in every little thing about you, Sure enough. You know how... Sure enough to never want to be without you, Sure enough, oh, to stay for good, Sure enough in every little thing about you, Sure enough. If You Have To Go Away Written by Amy Grant and Jerry McPherson When I was a younger I used to dream a lot Staring into my coffee About how you'd love me And write me poetry And want to be with me, yeah Well, momma done told me You might wander far, yeah But nobody warned me The road would own your heart And so I'm saying If you have to go away I will be waiting by the phone And if you have to go away I'll put your records on Pretend you're still at home Now that I'm older I sit at home a lot With the kid we've got, yeah The radio's playing He really loves his wife I hear the D.J. saying Well momma done told me You might wander far, oh As long as you hold me More than you hold that guitar I'll keep on saying If you have to go away I'll leave your shoes beside the bed And if you have to go away I'll want to be with you I'll be with me instead If you have to go away I won't be sleeping very well But if you have to go away I'll be loving you Till it's cold in hell Maybe you'll write me this time Maybe you'll call on a static line Saying don't you ever worry your pretty mind Cause you and me are gonna be fine And so I'm saying If you have to go away I will be waiting by the phone And if you have to go away I'll put your records on Pretend you're still at home If you have to go away I'll leave your shoes beside the bed And if you have to go away I'll want to be with you I'll be with me instead If you have to go away I won't be sleeping very well But if you have to go away I'll be loving you I'll be loving you If you have to go away Say Once More Written by Amy Grant and Gardner Cole (Ohhh....) Let me say once more that I love you, Let me say one time, maybe two, That I love the way that you love me, And I wish I knew more of you. Let me say once more that I love you, Let me say one time, maybe two, That I love the way that you love me, And I wish I knew more of you. Tell me that time can't erase This look of love on your face. Let me say once more that I need you, One more time or just maybe two. Oh, my life will always be richer For the time I've spent here with you. Let me say once more that I love you, Let me say one time, maybe two, That I love the way that you love me, And I wish I knew more of you. Tell me that time won't erase The way that my heart sees your face. I call your name, You look my way, It's clear you trust each word I say. When life is long and problems come, You'll always be my only one. So now we're standing face to face, And with one look my eyes embrace me. Squeeze away each haunting fear, And say the words I long to hear. Tell me that time won't erase This look of love. Ohhhh.... Let me say once more. I love you. I do, I do, I do, I do, I do. Let me say once more that I love you, Let me say one time, maybe two, That I love the way that you love me, And I wish I knew more of you. Let me say once more that I love you, One more time or just maybe two, That I love the way that you love me, And I want to know more of you. I call your name, You look my way, I love you. It's clear you trust each word I say. I do.... When life is long and problems come, You'll always be my only one. So now we're standing face to face, Oh, I need you. And with one look my eyes embrace me. I want you. Squeeze away each haunting fear, More and more and more. And say the words I long to hear. I call your name, Let me say once more You look my way, That I love you, It's clear you trust each word I say. Let me say one time, maybe two, When life is long and problems come, That I love the way that you love me, You'll always be my only one. And I wish I knew more of you. So now we're standing face to face, Let me say once more that I love you, And with one look my eyes embrace me. Let me say one time, maybe two, Squeeze away each haunting fear, That I love the way that you love me, And say the words I long to hear. And I wish I knew more of you. Hand Of Providence words and music by Michael W. Smith and Wayne Kirkpatrick Providence, Providence See it laying down the cornerstone The hand of providence - it's evident For we could never make it on our own Apportioning the power Weighing all that it entails Giving us the fulcrum And a balance to the scales (CHORUS) Oh, the Hand of Providence Is guiding us through choices that we make Oh, the Hand of Providence Is reaching out to help us on our way Providence, ever since Any thesis ever entered man The Hand of Providence Has been our best defense Tho' his ways are sometimes hard to understand From the dying of a heartbeat To another soul reborn From in between and circling Our thoughts of love and war 1988 Milene Music, Inc. (ASCAP)/ Emily Booth, Inc. (BMI) Secret Ambition words and music by Michael W. Smith, Wayne Kirkpatrick, and Amy Grant Young man up on a hillside Teaching new ways Each word winning them over Each heart a kindled flame Old men watch from the outside Guarding their prey Threatened by the voice of the paragon Leading their lambs away Leading them far away (CHORUS) Nobody knew his secret ambition Nobody knew his claim to fame He broke the old rules steeped in tradition He tore the holy veil away Questioning those in powerful position Running to those who called his name (But) Nobody knew his secret ambition Was to give his life away His rage shaking the temple His word to the wise His hand healing on the seventh day His love wearing no disguise Some say "death to the radical He's way out of line" Some say "praise be the miracle God sends a blessed sign A blessed sign for troubled times (CHORUS) 1988 Milene Music, Inc. (ASCAP)/ Emily Booth, Inc. (BMI)/ Riverstone Music, Inc. (ASCAP) On The Other Side words and music by Michael W. Smith and Wayne Kirkpatrick I'm not how I used to be When we hung around Back when it was you and me Tearin' up this town We used to live our lives running from change Now we don't see eye to eye I am not the same (CHORUS) And you wonder where I've gone Well, I've found where I belong I'm on the other side True - I used to walk your shore But I'm not there anymore I'm on the other side Years fade like the setting sun Turning us loose They give us many ways to run And many roads to choose Well, I ran into saving grace Headed for nowhere Love showed me another place And brought me there (CHORUS) Why is it hard for you to see All the changes made in me Here on the other side Oh, I could help you understand And you could join me where I am I am on the other side 1988 Milene Music, Inc. (ASCAP)/ Emily Booth, Inc. (BMI) Help You Find Your Way words and music by Chris Rodriguez, Wayne Kirkpatrick, and Michael W. Smith It can be wise Or it can be a paradox To seek solace in your solitude And when it feels Like you're living in a box You need someone who believes in you A promise true when tried I'll be right here by your side So whenever your need be Know that you can lean on me (CHORUS) I'll help you find your way I'll help you find your way When you're last in all the madness When you're blinded by your doubt When you need someone to be there for you I'll help you find your way Don't keep your thoughts Locked behind your cellar door All shrouded in a mystery Just let them out That's what friends are for To give without giving the "third degree" No need to be ashamed I've been thru' it just the same So when your path misleads you Know that you can count on me (CHORUS) 1987 Acuff - Rose Music, Inc. (BMI)/ Emily Boothe Music, Inc. (BMI)/ Milene Music, Inc. (ASCAP) /PRE>