Well Done Good and Faithful

By Andrew Peterson and appears on the EP Resurrection Letters: Prologue

Why has my God, my soul forsook, nor will a smile afford
Thus David once in anguish spoke and thus our dying Lord
Oh, it’s your chief delight to dwell among your praising saints
And yet your hear us groan as well and pity our complaints

Our fathers trusted in your name and great deliverance found
But he’s a worm despised of men who trot him to the ground
Men shake their heads and pass him by and laugh his soul to scorn
“In vain he trusts in God,” they cry, neglected and forlorn

But you are he who formed his flesh by your own mighty word
And since he hung upon the breast his hope was in the Lord
Why would his father hide his face when foes stand threatening ’round
In his dark hour of deep distress and not a helper found

Why, oh why, my God?
Why, oh why, my God?

For the joy set before him he endured
And is seated at the right hand of the throne
Well done, good and faithful, well done
Well done, good and faithful one

Behold your dear one left alone with the cruel and the proud
As mighty bulls so fierce and strong, as lions roaring loud
For mirth and hell and sorrows meet to multiply the pain
They nail his hands, they pierce his feet and mock him yet again

Yet if your sovereign hand let loose a rage in earth and hell
Why would my Heavenly father bruise the son he loved so well?
He prayed in dark Gethsemane, “Withhold this bitter cup”
But he resigned his will to thee and drank the sorrows up

Our savior cried with David’s grief, “In groans I waste my breath
Thy hand has brought me down beneath the bitter dust of death”
And then he gave his spirit up to trust it in your hand
His dying flesh reposed in hope, to rise at your command

Why, oh why, my God?
Why, oh why, my God?

For the joy set before him he endured
And is seated at the right hand of the throne
Well done, good and faithful, well done
Well done, good and faithful, well done
Well done good and faithful one

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Songs For A Grieving Heart

Andrew Peterson 
“Always Good”

Do You remember how Mary was grieving?
How You wept and she fell at Your feet?
If it’s true that You know what I’m feeling
Could it be that You’re weeping with me?

Arise, o Lord, and save me
There’s nowhere else to go

You’re always good, always good
Somehow this sorrow is shaping my heart like it should
And You’re always good, always good

Well it’s so hard to know what You’re doing
Why won’t You tell it all plain?
But You said You’d come back on the third day
And Peter missed it again and again

So maybe the answer surrounds us
But we don’t have eyes to see

That You’re always good, always good
This heartache is moving me closer than joy ever could
And You’re always good

My God, my God, be near me
There’s nowhere else to go
And Lord, if You can hear me
Please help Your child to know

That You’re always good, always good
As we try to believe what is not meant to be understood
Will You help us to trust Your intentions for us are still good
‘Cause You laid down Your life
And You suffered like I never could

You’re always good, always good
You’re always good, always good

You’ll Find Your Way by Andrew Peterson

When I look at you, boy
I can see the road that lies ahead
I can see the love and the sorrow

Bright fields of joy
Dark nights awake in a stormy bed
I want to go with you, but I can’t follow

So keep to the old roads
Keep to the old roads
And you’ll find your way

Your first kiss, your first crush
The first time you know you’re not enough
The first time there’s no one there to hold you

The first time you pack it all up
And drive alone across America
Please remember the words that I told you

Keep to the old roads
Keep to the old roads
And you’ll find your way
You’ll find your way

If love is what you’re looking for
The old roads lead to an open door
And you’ll find your way
You’ll find your way
Back home

 

And I know you’ll be scared when you take up that cross
And I know it’ll hurt, ’cause I know what it costs
And I love you so much and it’s so hard to watch
But you’re gonna grow up and you’re gonna get lost
Just go back, go back

Go back, go back to the ancient paths
Lash your heart to the ancient mast
And hold on, boy, whatever you do
To the hope that’s taken hold of you
And you’ll find your way
You’ll find your way
If love is what you’re looking for
The old roads lead to an open door
And you’ll find your way
You’ll find your way
Back home

How To Get More Things Done

Does it feel like there are never enough hours in your day?

Do you wish there was a way to make your daily tasks a little more manageable and a lot less stressful?

The good news is that there’s a very simple tool that can do all of these things and more. This post will explain exactly why to do lists are the key to a happier, more organized life and greater personal freedom.

I’ll also share some of my favorite tools for creating to do lists on your phone or computer, so you can access your lists anytime, anywhere.

3 Ways To Do Lists = Greater Freedom

I did not write any of the above, it is shared to help you. Read all of Kim Garst’s article here

Get Alone With The Bible

You’ve got to read the Bible for yourself. Don’t simply let someone else tell you what it says. Pick it up and read it for yourself. I have found that a guide helps you to navigate confusing, customs, cultures, and nuances. But nothing is more powerful than reading and listening to the scriptures for yourself. Ask God to show you His Word and here’s a great starting place. http://www.readscripture.org

It’s Only Cookie Dough

Psalm 46 Shane & Shane

LORD OF HOSTS

O come, behold the works of God
The nations at His feet
He breaks the bow and bends the spear
And tells the wars to cease
O, mighty One of Israel
You are on our side
We walk by faith and
God Who burns the chariots with fire

Lord of Hosts, You’re with us
With us in the fire
With us as a shelter
With us in the storm
You will lead us
Through the fiercest battle
O, where else would we go
But with the Lord of Hosts?

O, God of Jacob, fierce and great
You lift Your voice to speak
The earth, it bows and all the mountains
Move into their seat
O, Lord, You know the hearts of men
And still, You let them live
O, God, Who makes the mountains melt
Come wrestle us and win
O, God, Who makes the mountains melt
Come wrestle us and win!

Lord of Hosts, You’re with us
With us in the fire
With us as a shelter
With us in the storm
You will lead us
Through the fiercest battle
O, where else would we go
But with the Lord of Hosts?

The oceans roll
You are the Lord of all
The One Who calms the wind and waves
And makes my heart be still
Though the earth gives way
The mountains move into the sea
The nations rage
I know my God is in control

Lord of Hosts, You’re with us
With us in the fire
With us as a shelter
With us in the storm
You will lead us
Through the fiercest battle
O, where else would we go
But with the Lord of Hosts?

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