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bythewaves
David Meece - Seventy Times Seven
This prison has no walls / This bondage has no chains / My memories have no mercy / There's no one left to blame
Wish I could force back the hands of time / And right every wrong / Grant me just this one last chance / Before it's gone, gone gone
Seventy times seven / Will You forgive me for all that I've done? / Seventy times seven / I'm so afraid of what I've become
For all the promises laid to waste / For all the seeds unsown / For all the justice I never faced / I must now atone
Is there a soul that can't be saved? / Is there a heart that has no hope? / Is there a peace that can still be made? / Please, say it's so
Andrew Peterson - The Reckoning
I can see the storm descending on the hill tonight / Tall trees are bending to your will tonight / Let the mighty bow down / At the thundering sound of your voice
I can hear the howling wind and feel the rain tonight / Every drop a prophet in your name tonight / And the words that they sing / They are washing me clean, but
How long until this curtain is lifted? / How long is this the song that we sing? / How long until the reckoning?
And I know you hear the cries of every soul tonight / You see the teardrops as they roll tonight / Down the faces of saints / Who grow weary and faint in your fields
And the wicked roam the cities and the streets tonight / But when the God of love and thunder speaks tonight / Down the faces of saints / Who grow weary and faint in your fields
And the wicked roam the cities and the streets tonight / But when the God of love and thunder speaks tonight / I believe You will come / Your justice be done, but how long?
You are holiness and grace / You are fury and rest / You are anger and love / You curse and you bless / You are mighty and weak / You are silence and song / You are plain as the day, / But you have hidden your face-- / For how long? How long?
And I am standing in the stillness of the reckoning / The storm is past and rest is beckoning / Mighty God, how I fear you / How I long to be near you, O Lord
How long until the burden is lifted? / How long is this the song that we sing? / How long until the reckoning? / And I know that I don't know what I'm asking / But I long to look you full in the face / I am ready for the reckoning
Have mercy on me, O God, / according to your unfailing love; / according to your great compassion / blot out my transgressions
Wash away all my iniquity / and cleanse me from my sin / For I know my transgressions, / and my sin is always before me.
Against you, you only, have I sinned / and done what is evil in your sight; / so you are right in your verdict / and justified when you judge.
Wash away all my iniquity / and cleanse me from my sin / For I know my transgressions, / and my sin is always before me.
Against you, you only, have I sinned / and done what is evil in your sight; / so you are right in your verdict / and justified when you judge.
When the cold of winter comes / Starless night will cover day / In the veiling of the sun / We will walk in bitter rain
But in dreams / I can hear your name / And in dreams / We will meet again
When the seas and mountains fall / And we come, to end of days / In the dark I hear a call / Calling me there
I will go there / And back again
Nobody knows who I really am / I never felt this empty before / And if I ever need someone to come along, / Who’s gonna comfort me, and keep me strong?
We are all rowing the boat of fate / The waves keep on coming and we can’t escape / But if we ever get lost on our way / The waves would guide you through another day
BONUS SIDE: REDEMPTION
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, / And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by; / And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking, / And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide / Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; / And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, / And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life, / To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife; / And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover, / And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide / Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; / And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, / And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life, / To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife; / And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover, / And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.
BONUS SIDE: REDEMPTION
I was finished, game over / Couldn't carry the weight on my shoulders / At my end, in trouble / Knocked down on the ground seein' double
But then Your love, love opened my eyes / Lifted me up, up, now I'm alive / I raise my hands, hands to the sky / Singing "Oh oh oh oh oh oh" / "Oh oh oh oh oh"
Oh Lord, I'm a different man / You gave me a second chance / I was lost, I was fallin' apart / But You came along, and You hit the restart
But then Your love, love opened my eyes / Lifted me up, up, now I'm alive / I raise my hands, hands to the sky / Singing "Oh oh oh oh oh oh" / "Oh oh oh oh oh"
Oh Lord, I'm a different man / You gave me a second chance / I was lost, I was fallin' apart / But You came along, and You hit the restart
I have been unfaithful / I have been unworthy / I have been unrighteous / And I have been unmerciful.
I have been unreachable / I have been unteachable / I have been unwilling / And I have been undesirable
Sometimes, I have been unwise / I’ve been undone by what I’m unsure of / But because of you, and all that you went through / I know that I have never been unloved
I have been unbroken / I have been unmended / I have been uneasy / And I have been unapproachable
I’ve been unemotional / I’ve been unexceptional / I’ve been undecided / And I have been unqualified
Unaware, I have been unfair / I’ve been unfit for blessings from above / But even I can see, the sacrifice you made for me / To show that I have never been unloved.
I have been unreachable / I have been unteachable / I have been unwilling / And I have been undesirable
Sometimes, I have been unwise / I’ve been undone by what I’m unsure of / But because of you, and all that you went through / I know that I have never been unloved
I have been unbroken / I have been unmended / I have been uneasy / And I have been unapproachable
I’ve been unemotional / I’ve been unexceptional / I’ve been undecided / And I have been unqualified
Unaware, I have been unfair / I’ve been unfit for blessings from above / But even I can see, the sacrifice you made for me / To show that I have never been unloved.
There's something happening here / There's something here that I just can't explain / I know I'm where I belong / Deep down inside I am no longer lost!
I won't let you go (This is what you really want) / So don't let go of me (This is what you asked for) / I wanted something more (This is what you really want) / I wanted this right here (This is what you asked for)
Keep laugh until it hurts / It hurts 'till we learn / Down the point of fear / But there's joy somehow in me! / You're not as strong as I am / You're not as strong as I am!
Ah! like gold fall the leaves in the wind, / long years numberless as the wings of trees! / The long years have passed like swift draughts / of the sweet mead in lofty halls beyond the West, / beneath the blue vaults of Varda wherein the stars / tremble in the song of her voice, holy and queenly.
Who now shall refill the cup for me? / For now the Kindler, Varda, the Queen of the Stars, / from Mount Everwhite has uplifted her hands like clouds, / and all paths are drowned deep in shadow; / and out of a grey country darkness lies / on the foaming waves between us, and mist
covers the jewels of Calacirya for ever.
Now lost, lost to those from the East is Valimar! / Farewell! Maybe thou shalt find Valimar. / Maybe even thou shalt find it. Farewell!
It should feel so good / It should be so right / Going home again / To find the years that shaped my life
But shadows line the streets, / They whisper endlessly / And all I see are ghosts / Of my most painful memories
Going home, going home, / Lord, someday I'm going home / To a place where I know I belong / Where the ghosts, and the fears / And the shadows disappear / Oh, his angels bear us there / Going home.
In the beginning / I was counting the stones on the seashore, / Looking for the precious ones. / Among the stones, I found many pretty things / While the sea rolled on beside me all the time.
Time moved on. / I had collected many stones 'til I tired of them, / And I think they tired of me. / Some were lovely, but I was never satisfied, / And the sea rolled on beside me all the time.
And the wind rose, east and cold. / Whisp'ring sweetly to my soul. / And it said "Look you fool, / You are missing precious things: Raise your eyes and look towards the sea."
So I looked: It was as if I saw the sea for the first time, / And it's power captured me. / All the time I had wasted seeking stones, / I had missed the rolling glory of the sea.
And the sea / Devoured a mighty swathe of heart, overwhelmed me / In a way I couldn't know, / And the price for the love of greater things / Was surrender to the great and cruel sea.
And it stole me, and I feared the aching sea, / It consumed me, drowned my mind. / The wind said "Look, you fool, / No matter what you do, / You can't contain the ocean like a stone.
(ooc: I play a bard. DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO NARROW THIS LIST DOWN)
Time moved on. / I had collected many stones 'til I tired of them, / And I think they tired of me. / Some were lovely, but I was never satisfied, / And the sea rolled on beside me all the time.
And the wind rose, east and cold. / Whisp'ring sweetly to my soul. / And it said "Look you fool, / You are missing precious things: Raise your eyes and look towards the sea."
So I looked: It was as if I saw the sea for the first time, / And it's power captured me. / All the time I had wasted seeking stones, / I had missed the rolling glory of the sea.
And the sea / Devoured a mighty swathe of heart, overwhelmed me / In a way I couldn't know, / And the price for the love of greater things / Was surrender to the great and cruel sea.
And it stole me, and I feared the aching sea, / It consumed me, drowned my mind. / The wind said "Look, you fool, / No matter what you do, / You can't contain the ocean like a stone.
(ooc: I play a bard. DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO NARROW THIS LIST DOWN)
