Have you ever been angry with someone and held the grudge long enough so that when at last you were reconciled you were ashamed of your stubborness and grateful for forgiveness and, above all, relieved?<\/p>\n
These songs appear in an album released in 1993; Annie Herring’s All That I Am<\/em>. I haven’t had it the whole time, but it’s been well over ten years. On Monday the songs new. They appear in order I repeat them, starting with the first.<\/p>\n “Stay True” And I don’t know what else to say. I have no words for it, unless I borrow some from the next song (“Thy Mercies How Tender”): Oh Thy mercies how tender how true to the end Have you ever been angry with someone and held the grudge long enough so that when at last you were reconciled you were ashamed of your stubborness and grateful for forgiveness and, above all, relieved? These songs appear in an album released in 1993; Annie Herring’s All That I Am. I haven’t had it the whole time, but it’s been Read More<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/cleverdialectic.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/335"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/cleverdialectic.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/cleverdialectic.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cleverdialectic.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cleverdialectic.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=335"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/cleverdialectic.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/335\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":337,"href":"https:\/\/cleverdialectic.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/335\/revisions\/337"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/cleverdialectic.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=335"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cleverdialectic.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=335"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cleverdialectic.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=335"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nThrough the windows of your soul
\nThe world is looking in to know
\nIf love is in your eyes
\n‘Cause love can’t hide
\n\u00a0
\nThrough the weary world of lies
\nThe world is looking in your eyes
\nIf love can’t be denied
\nO love don’t hide
\n\u00a0
\nChorus
\nStay true, stay true
\nStay true to your love
\nStay true, stay true
\nStay true to your love
\n\u00a0
\nDoesn’t matter what you do
\nYour windows will expose you
\nLove shines through the pure
\nLove can cure
\n\u00a0
\nHearts to love and lives to feed
\nThe world is crying out in need
\nWill love be in your eyes
\nWith love I cry
\n\u00a0
\n(chorus)
\nStay true, stay true
\n(chorus)
\nStay true
\n\u00a0
\n\u00a0
\n“I Lift My Song”
\nI will fill the morning with His praise
\nI’ll extol the Ancient One of Days
\nFor He is worthy of all honor
\nAnd worthy to obey
\nHe fills each day with living wonder
\nAs the sun unfolds its rays
\n\u00a0
\nGod of my life hear my cry to thee
\nLet almighty meekness move through me
\nLet every song I sing be songs that bring
\nYour presence ever near
\nWhere I can hide my heart when all seem dark
\nAnd break the web of fear.
\n\u00a0
\nAs I lift up my hands unto my King
\nDarkness is torn away losing its sting
\nI lift my song of praise unto my King
\nGod the Ancient of Days to You I sing
\n\u00a0
\nHear the mighty thunder as it rolls
\nSee majestic mountains capped in snow
\nProclaiming all of life is sacred
\nAnd formed by God’s own Hand
\nCreating nature’s song of life
\nThat rests the weary soul of man
\n\u00a0
\nAs we lift up our hands unto the King
\nDarkness is torn away losing its sting
\nWe lift our song of praise unto the King
\nGod the Ancient of Days to you we sing
\n\u00a0
\n\u00a0“Miracles”
\nIf I believed not in miracles
\nI wouldn’t be here today
\nIf I believed not that love could heal
\nI couldn’t stand here today
\nBroken down and caught in darkness
\nThat held my grief within
\nIf I believe not in miracles
\nHow did He take away my sin
\n\u00a0
\nIf I believed not that dreams come true
\nI couldn’t sing a new song
\nIf I believed not that love was real
\nI wouldn’t last the day long
\nWhen the lies inside of my mind
\nWere driving me insane
\nIf I believed not in miracles
\nHow did he take away the pain
\n\u00a0
\nFor no one knows the depth of sin
\nLike little ones who’ve fallen in
\nThe pit of lies that causes such despair
\nFor deep inside you know you’ve lost
\nYour very soul to pay the cost
\nAnd yet beyond hope you hope He will be there
\n\u00a0
\nOh I believe now in miracles
\nI see them happen each day
\nAnd deep inside this heart of mine
\nI let Him have his own way
\nFor my life was torn in pieces
\nWounded from within
\nIf I believe not in miracles
\nHow did He make me whole again
\n\u00a0
\nHow can I ever thank you Lord
\nFor all you’ve done for me
\nFor healing me and loving me so much
\nWhen hope was gone with my last song
\nI sang my cry to Thee
\nAnd my whole life was changed by one touch
\n\u00a0
\nIf I believed not in miracles
\nI wouldn’t be here today
\nIf I believed not that love could heal
\nI couldn’t stand here today
\nAll I know is that these poor eyes
\nWere blind but now they see
\nIf you believe not in miracles
\nJust take a good look at me
\nLook at me, look at me<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
\n\u00a0<\/p>\n
\nThey’re forever and ever more
\nAnd they love is forever and never will end
\nIt’s forever and ever more
\n\u00a0
\nHoly Father, holy One
\nIn Your presence our hearts come undone
\nWords are feeble, thoughts ungrand
\nGrace so might we can’t understand<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"