Okay
He's bottled every tear I’ll cry
The torturous drive, the blessed words
“No matter what happens, you will be alright”
This terrifying night won’t pass me by
But all around me screams I will survive

Grace will find your heart intact
You will get your joy back
Brothers, mourn the cursed black
We will sing the song back

There is not a hole too deep for us
And like a stretch of rope
He reaches to the depths of us
And yanks us into hope

On the tenth day of the first month
We laid a memorial stone
Look back on the river He stopped
Look ahead to where He’s made our home
Life’s a middle chapter
Break for what’s before
Ache for what’s after
Just breathe
Rehearse that rest you’ve known
When sins or sorrows still the hand of joy
Remember you are owned

Grace will find your heart intact
You will get your joy back
Brothers, mourn the cursed black
We will sing the song back

When a dark storm comes
And hopeless thoughts attack
Think of all you don’t lack
What’s your name?
Say it back
Your story’s not over
Your story’s never over
And when this adventure’s done
It's just the start of a perfect, never-ending kind of one

There is not a hole too deep for us
And like a stretch of rope
He reaches to the depths of us
And yanks us into hope

Shaping Season

Failure is an awful thing
Have I lost the strength to sing
Songs that point my friends toward peace?
Servant in despondent slough
Sinks into the sadness now

I don't know how I got here

I fall asleep inside my shadow
And I don't know how to get home
So I glamorize the darkness and say
"This is how I'll be known"
But I really want to get home

Take responsibility
Have I the ability?
It's easier to be a victim
My mind's a shadow
My body's a lost hope
But faith is the substance of a hope that's still unseen

I can't see what I believe
But I won't grieve
I still believe You

I fall asleep inside my shadow
But I'm done pretending I'm alone
And if this body keeps on fading, I won't fall away
I won't
I'll keep on until I get home

Inside My Shadow

Maker, please
Is there still time for redemption?
She still sings
And I can hear her words echo through my heart
I sang them back to keep from being torn apart
But it changed the structure of my very bones
A wolf surfaces from the seeds I've sown
Like some twisted inversion of spring, it grows
I cannot run
I cannot rise above
I was a son
Oh! I was king and I was loved!

Someone, please
Someone please change me back
I can't leave
I can't leave everything I lack
I wear it on my body now
Fur and fangs and claws come out
My own brother might become a crime scene
Everyone just keep away from me

Just keep away from me

Did you see the cloven?
Did you tend to his wounds?
Would you have had compassion if you'd not known the tomb?
I know your heart is fraught with fear and violent shame
Still, royal blood abides in there
Remember your name

What you see in the mirror is a temporal skin
And greater is the Maker than the monster within
4am, the chicken pen, the blood in your fangs
He saw and knew you even then
Your path is the same

And home cannot be redefined, whatever you bring
His kingdom isn't fazed by you, so you're still a king
We all are heirs and monsters in the tempter's wake
But God will make a flourish of whatever he breaks

Remember your name
Remember your name
Remember your name
Remember your name

Behold, the Maker's greatest pleasure
You are loved beyond all measure

Kalmar's Song

What good does it do
To curse Your name
In response to a cursed world
As if the world and You
Were both the same
Leaving me nowhere to go
In a cursed world?

So I looked 
At all this madness 
And in gladness 
I sang:
"Blessed be Your name"

You're the only Light
That I have ever found
To fuel my race in a tired world
You're all things giving life
And Your fullness resounds
That much louder inside
Of an empty world

So I looked at 
All this madness 
And in gladness 
I sang:
"Blessed be Your name"

Tax Day (Blessed Be)

Look at the Jackson County sky
The sun has gone down, but it still hasn't died
I'm writing in the company of friends
"Sing a song of salvation, I think it's all ending"
Where is goodness in the night?

My buddy came back from Nepal
Compared the fallout from the Fall
Atlanta has its share of evil spirits
Just read the statistics, we say we don't hear it
But we're not removed at all

Get help

Better country
I long to see
All this made right
Nauseous, no sight
So now, dear saints
Lock arms, I've chased
Too many ghosts while I writhe in the womb
Running from an empty tomb

And if I have nosebleed over coffee
Will you be my mirror?
Tell me where to get clean
He said, "Fear not what this season may bring
And as for goodness, we've been given all things"

Lead me to water

Benjamin Daniel

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