The sower goes out to sow the seed                                             Mt 13:3
The prodigal son is filled with greed                                             Lk 15:12
And five virgins are turned away                                                  Mt 25:11-12
The fig tree withers and the banquet's filled                               Mt 21:20
The sand man's ruined and the lepers are healed                      Mt 7:27
And an unjust servant will have to pay                                         Mt 18:34
A reluctant son he does the task                                                   Mt. 21:9
Good gifts are given to those who ask                                          Mt 7:11
And the workers are paid what is fair                                            Mt 20:13-15
A man lights a lamp, he puts it on a stand                                    Mt 5:15
Another finds a treasure and he buys the land                            Mt 13:44
And a tree is known by the fruit it bears                                       Mt 7:17-19

Well, the first are last and the last are first                                  Mk 10:31
Drink from the well and you'll never thirst                                   Jn 4:13-14
And the narrow gate is entered by a few                                      Mt 7:14
A man stands righteous, one beats his chest                               Lk 18:10-14
Take my yoke and you will find rest                                            Mt 11:29-30
And the kingdom of God will come to you                                   Mk 4:11

Jesus stands at your door and knocks                                         Rv 3:20
Saying build your life upon the solid rock                                    Mt 7:24-25
You will know the peace I have for you                                        Jn 14:27
Draw near to me, I'll draw near to you
Calling out to those who hear                                                        Jn 10:16
Become a child and draw near                                                     Mk 10:15
And know the peace I have for you
My child, my child
I'm standing at your door
Open up...

Seems like nothing can touch me
I see so clear this wondermous
Only to find my works of silver and gold
Are just stubble in this burning fire

My words come back to haunt me
It echoes louder and louder inside my head
Wraps my soul in condemnation
Only to hear a choir of angels

I feel my prayers like icy hands
Reaching up, bouncing off from the ceiling
Oh Lord, send me a messenger with a message
To warm my soul ...
I tied this stone around my throat
Release me from the weight of it
Underneath these cold, cold waters
Are Your everlasting arms

Twelve men on a raging sea
Fear gripping in their hearts
Afraid that God He would not hear their prayer
Fearing that they would die
All along laying right beside
Was the answer to their call

One woman against an angry crowd
Enduring judgment and shame
Afraid that God He would not hear her at all
And she'd be condemned to die
All along standing right beside
Was the answer to her call

Much of my life I stumbled along
Ensnared by my sin
Afraid that I had gone way too far
Feeling my soul had died
All of a sudden deep within
I heard an answer to my call

So surrender your heart
To the maker of the stars
And the mover of the great four winds
And the healer of your soul

A lone man is thrown into the darkness
His hands and feet shackled to a wall
It's the penalty of voicing his confession
And the weight of it begins to fall
As he remembers the beauty of his family
Left behind with pain now to endure
Within his darkened isolation

A woman rejected and forsaken
By the ones she has always known
The family she has belonged to
Now call her dead, leaving her alone
But the truth that she now firmly holds to
Brings her life she just can't deny
Yet from her lonely isolation

These are the prayers of our brothers and sisters
Enduring persecution for the call
Their cries must not be in silence
It must be shattered by our prayers

A gathering of secret adoration
In the shadows they've come to pray
Fearing they have been reported
Yet determined they must stay
And intercede on behalf of the Body
To endure and make it to the end
Together in their common isolation

These are the prayers of our brothers and sisters
Enduring persecution for the call
Their cries must not be in silence
It must be shattered by our prayers
 

I met a man the other day
Sold all he had and headed west
Said he'd found some richness there
And he's going to make it his
Smiling as he parted
Saying something about finding a field
And now he's gone so long

Thoughts began to fill my head
Of this treasure that he found
What it was and what it meant
What effect it would have on me
It got me to consider
Maybe I could lose
A thing or two
A thing or two

When I finally tracked him down
And I asked him about his field
He bid me to come and see
What it was that he found
Showing me some stone
Outside some empty tomb
He smiled at me, saying, can't you see

Lucifer is searching through the ends and outs for you.
His laughter showers the earth,
Cruelly stepping into the darkness.

Saints and sinners,
Losers and winners,
Play their role in this masquerade.
The curtain is closing,
We all take our bow
While the madman's running
From the end.

He plots and schemes through the wind and the weeds
Seeking for whom to destroy.
His hands are painted red,
Stealing another precious soul.

Saints and sinners, 
Losers and winners
Spin the wheel of this endless game.
The curtain is closing, 
We all take our bow,
While the madman's running...

Evil and wicked, like a thornbush that pricks you,
Leaves a scar wherever he roams.
But time is against him, the spotlight is love
Exposing the place where he's destined to stay 
Forever and ever
And ever and ever
And ever and ever...Amen.