Miracle


I'll sing what I want, sing what I feel,
Because that's what's most real.
I want whichever you put in front of my eyes
Only what I can see and breathe in
As long as it don't scratch against my lungs

Oh, gloved hands to cement we're bound to lament
Until our fingers bleed and all our nails rip off
Oh, but our little toes have been known to go
Walking down harlot's streets.
Don't we know that we were made miracles?
Don't we know that we were made
To keep our hands clean and our shoulders back?

Alright,
I dug these words up from a well, set 'em on a shelf
For every time that I've got something smart to say
Sank like a ship into the sea was born upon the reef
It's at the end of myself that I'm made new again
Don't we know that we were made miracles?
Don't we know that we were made
To keep our hands clean and our shoulders back?

Father of mine,
I know I'm not really making You proud
We've all been lonely fruit with filthy branches
Looking down at the ground
We tell 'im "Oh, it's alright,
Come to my room, meet all my demands!"
But then like morning light the verdict's out
And truth walks in,
I didn't die for you to live like this.
I didn't die for you to live like this.
I didn't die for you to live like this.
Oh, I died for you to love!
Don't we know that we were made miracles?
Don't we know that were made to keep our hands clean
And our shoulders back?
Don't you know that your body is a temple?
So how bout you make, how bout you make a little room for me?
Oh how bout you make, how bout you make a little room for me?
Oh how bout you make, how bout you make a little room for me?
How bout you make, how bout you make a little room for me.


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    General CommentI'ts hard to tell what he is saying in a couple places, so forgive me if the lyrics don't seem right to you.

    I get really convicted listening to this song. There is so much truth about our own selfishness and God's incredible love packed into it. Often I pray and it is like I invite God into my room then scream "Meet all my demands!" but he still loves us the same even when we don't make room for him every day. For that I am most thankful to server such an incredible God.
    mirimonon April 01, 2011   Link
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    General CommentThis song is really catchy, and for some reason reminds me of the good old Newsboys, from back in the day, when Peter Furler was the lead singer. I've been listening to this fairly constantly for the past two or three days. I'm sure it'll get old soon, but for now I really like it.
    imkingdavidon June 23, 2012   Link

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