the road less traveled.
the road, let’s travel.
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how he loves - david crowder band (originally by john mark mcmillan)
He is jealous for me, Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.
And oh, how He loves us so
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us so
He is jealous for me, Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.
Oh how He loves, yeah He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
And we are His portion and He is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking
So Heaven meets earth like an unforeseen kiss
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets
When I think about the way
Oh, how He loves us so
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us so
How He Loves,
Yeah, He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
fear comes, fear disrupts - fear will not conquer.
i want the arts, of new orleans.
her name was …
when the flood came,
the people became numbers
and lost their names - they
lost their faces,
bodies floated and homes
were hit by the rage of
a hurricane that could
no longer hold back its
wrath, how can we forget.
