That’s the title of a song by the Robbie Seay Band, and it’s been on repeat for me this week.

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful…

The words are below…

Tasting Forgiveness

I’m pleading my innocence here
Exposing my arrogance all the while
Hoping that nobody sees
Especially You

I’ve yielded to all that has cost me
And thrown to the side what is free
And I’m lying if I say that I’ve figured it out

But maybe this time
The bread and the wine
Will be more than food on my lips

I’m tasting forgiveness
And drinking of mercy
I feast on redemption
Tasting forgiveness

That’s a song by David Crowder, and it has been deemed the “Song of the Day” by this blogger… 20 consecutive times and counting. Lyrics are below…

Are we left here on our own?
Can you feel when your last breath is gone?
Night is weighing heavy now,
Be quiet and wait for a voice that will say…

Come awake,
From sleep, arise.
You were dead;
Become alive.
Wake up, wake up,
Open your eyes.
Climb from your grave,
Into the light.
Bring us back to life

You are not the only one,
Who feels like the only one.
Night soon will be lifted, friend.
Just be quiet and wait for the voice that will say…

Rise, rise, rise, rise….
Shine, shine, Oh shine
We will shine
We will rise
We will shine, shine, shine

An album by Andrew Peterson has been getting steady playing time lately.  It’s a Christmas album of his own songs, and it’s got a fantastic flow from start to finish as the songs really follow the flow of the Scriptures, right from the early Old Testament stories, through the Exodus, the prophets, and the birth of Jesus.  It’s very well done and puts the “Christmas story” into a big-picture context that’s pretty helpful.

My favourite song on the album has to be one sung by Derek Webb.  If you get a chance to hear it, go for it.  Lyrics are below…

Deliver Us

Our enemy, our captor is no Pharaoh on the Nile.
Our toil is neither mud nor brick nor sand.
Our ankles bear no callouses from chains,
Yet Lord, we’re bound.
Imprisoned here, we dwell in our own land.

Deliver us, deliver us.
Oh Yahweh, hear our cry,
And gather us beneath Your wings tonight.

Our sins,they are more numerous than all the lambs we slay.
These shackles, they were made with our own hands.
Our toil is our atonement and our freedom Yours to give.
So Yahweh, break Your silence if You can.

‘Jerusalem, Jerusalem
How often I have longed
To gather you beneath My gentle wings.’

I’ve been introduced to the music of Jason Morant recently.  Seriously good stuff for me in the past couple weeks.  He sings a song called “Unashamed Love”.  Sometimes song lyrics are a dumb thing to post on a blog, I realize.  Minus the music and voice, these could easily just look like words; just more typing on an already cluttered net.

But here it is for what it’s worth.  I’m loving that chorus lately–simple and focusing for a frequently distracted fellow like myself.

You’re callin’ me to lay aside
The worries of my day,
To quiet down my busy mind and
Find a hiding place.
Worthy, You are worthy.

I open up my heart and
Let my spirit worship Yours.
I open up my mouth and
Let a song of praise come forth.
Worthy, You are worthy…

Of a childlike faith
And of my honest praise
And of my unashamed love.
Of a holy life
And of my sacrifice
And of my unashamed love.