Go in peace, you are loved, you are lovedGo in peace, you are lovedGo with God, you are loved, you are lovedGo with God, you are loved The God who wove you in the darkthe one whose rough hands made your hearthad you in mind before the dawn of timeThe one who gazed with gentle eyesat all the colors of your life–Before the threads were dyed,the artist saw your life Go in peace, you are loved, you are lovedGo in peace, you are lovedGo with God, you are loved, you are lovedGo with God, you are loved Back at the house you started fromyour God has left the porch light onhowever late the hour, you’ll find the wayOh, welcome, then! back to the lightin from the dark of mortal strifeinto the house of gracewhere love lives, take your place Go in peace, you are loved, you are lovedGo in peace, […]
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You walked all night to meet your friendsas the waves washed the soles of your feetThey saw you far off; they screamed in fright“Is it real? It’s a ghost that we see!” Take courage my friends, it is I, don’t be afraidTake courage my friends, it is I, Lord of the waves” Lord, if it’s you, then ask me to cometo you now on the waves,” Peter said.You bid him to come; he left the boat;and he walked till he noticed the wind. Take courage my friend, it is I, don’t be afraidTake courage my friend, it is I, you can walk on the waves “Master, save me!” Peter criedas the waves pulled him into the deep.You reached out at once to hold him upas the waves washed the soles of your feet. Take courage my friend, it is I, don’t be afraidTake courage my friend, it is I, you […]
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O maker of the garden, hold these handsGive them the patience that they needto press the tiny seeds into the dirtand wait … wait … for new life to show God, you turn a burial into a seed’s new chance at lifeYou draw us from the darkness to the light O life within the garden, help these handsgive them the tenderness they needto feel the velvet petals of a roseand love … love … the new life that shows God, you turn a burial into a seed’s new chance at lifeYou draw us from the darkness to the light Hands that pray, hands that love, hands that serveHold these hands, help these hands, bless these hands. I wrote this song for the DASD class of 2004.More album notes, plus purchasing information. © 2004 Katarina Stenstedt
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You were sewing for mebolts and bobbins, scissors, fabric, bright debrisNo other project could fiton the table of my life while your work covered it You hold a dream, in colors you conceived for meimagined long agoAnd your thread holds across eternity — You were looking at meDid I see some mischief in your smile, some irony?And as your needle pierced the cloth,your plans were coming trueas all those plans of mine were lost…. I have never been so sure before that you were herebut I have never understood you less. You hold a dream, in colors you conceived for meimagined long agoAnd your thread holds across eternity — You’re still sewing for meyour ancient hands can find a place for every mismatched pieceheld within your loving gaze, one by one the pieces fitand nothing goes to waste You hold a dream, in colors you conceived for meimagined long agoAnd your […]
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Mary and Mary cried through that long, hellish nightAt last day was dawning, the grey dissolved in the lightThey ran to the grave. …where they were shocked by an angelwho shook the ground with his newsHis face sparked like lightning, flashing & blindingHe said, Don’t be afraid: Jesus lives, he lives – let his life spark life in youLet what is cold in you be warmed anewHe lives, he lives. Mary and Mary, still seeing spots from that lightTheir grief in crazy disorder – could that angel be right?He said, Don’t be afraid: Jesus lives, he lives – let his life spark life in youLet what is cold in you be warmed anewHe lives, he lives. So Mary and Mary, their blood still rushing with frightLooked in the tomb and saw nothing – could the dead rise to life?They ran back to town – And who had walked out to […]
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The starving were crowding him, he spoke of eternal breadHis very own blood and flesh – shocked, people leftBut he turned to the twelve to ask how they feltWould they leave like the rest? Then Peter confessed: You have the words of eternal lifeWhere else would we go? He left the crowds by boat, asleep in the stern he rodeAs light rain rose to a squall, he slept through it alland when waves swamped the boat, his disciples lost hopeWhen Jesus was sleeping, it was hard work believing You have the words of eternal lifeWhere else would we go? Through grief, through doubt, through deathwe can glimpse our eternal restThough questions aren’t resolved,with our small faith, we can confess: You have the words of eternal lifeWhere else would we go? Jesus, return to us; dig us out from the dustWe won’t need faith once we gaze in your faceOnce you […]
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I used to think the rules were thereTo save me from my freedom and make me goodTo keep my feelings in their place, and never let my will escapeTo never choose, but just obey – I thought surrender was that way. I used to think that freedom meant to leave the trail and wander by myselfTo make my way through the weeds – let my feelings take the leadWhat to do, how to be – it would all be up to me. I have longed to be free, so I have run, I’ve run, I’ve runI’ve run, I’ve run. But now I know that to follow you I must be freeAnd to be free I must followYou made me free so I could choose if I want to follow youYour will will always set me free so I can truly become me. You set my heart free, and so I […]
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I say to God my rock, “Why have you forgotten me?Why must I go about taunted by my enemy?”Voices question me, saying, Where is your God?Where is your God? Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfallsAnd all of your waves have swept over meNo piece of myself is the way that it was beforeThe roar of your voice tells my soul that it’s free.and voices question me, saying, Where is your God?Where is your God? Why are you downcast my soul?Why so disturbed within me?Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise my healer and my GodI will yet praise you, the God of my life, you’re the God of my life. Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfallsAnd all of your waves have swept over meNo piece of myself is the way that it was beforeThe roar of your voice tells […]
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Tomorrow is your day—sleep tonight and know you’re safeAnd as you fall asleep, the angels who protect you will be singin’ … Kristina is loved, she is lovedKristina is loved, she is loved. Tomorrow you will meet the people in your familyAs you take your first big breath, the angels who surround you will be singin’ Kristina is loved, she is lovedKristina is loved, she is loved. And there are so many people who can’t wait to see your faceYou’ve got friends all around you who’ve been saving you a place… Kristina, you’re loved, you are lovedKristina, you’re loved, you are loved. Tomorrow in the sky will be a new star way up highthe heavens filled with joy, and angels celebrating you and singin’ … Kristina, you’re loved, you are lovedKristina, you’re loved, you are loved. Purchasing information and album notes © 1995 Katarina Stenstedt
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Let’s make a day that we will never forget – out on the riverYou be the sailor, and I’ll be the blueof the sky in the summer at noon. Honey, you be the water, and I’ll be the sunYou’ll be my canvas, and before the wind we’ll runYou be the waves that everyone can seeand I’ll be the current that moves us from beneath. Let’s make a picture of our life from now on – down by the riverYou be the painter, and I’ll be the joyof the picture that’s coming to life. Honey, you be the colors, and I’ll be the brushYou’ll be my canvas, and I’ll cover you with love.Yes, you be the colors, and I’ll be the brushYou’ll be my canvas, and I’ll cover you with love. Purchasing information and album notes © 2002 Katarina Stenstedt
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