Jan. 22nd, 2005

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http://www.livejournal.com/~arqueete/2004/05/25/

I was looking for quizzes when I came across that post...

Some lyrics.

Artist:MercyMe
Album:Spoken For
Song:Love Of God
The love of God is greater far 
Than tongue or pen can ever tell 
It goes beyond the highest star 
And reaches to the lowest hell 
The guilty pair, bowed down with care 
God gave His Son to win 
His erring child He reconciled 
And pardoned from his sin 

Could we with ink the ocean fil 
And were the skies of parchment made 
Were every stalk on earth a quill 
And every man a scribe by trade 

To write the love of God above 
Would drain the ocean dry 
Nor could the scroll contain the whol 
Though stretched from sky to sky 

Hallelujah (3x)

O love of God, how rich and pure! 
How measureless and strong! 
It shall forevermore endure 
The saints' and angels' song 
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Take, me, make me
All You want me to be
That's all I'm asking, all I'm asking
Welcome to this heart of mine
I've buried under prideful vines
Grown to hide the mess I've made
Inside of me
Come decorate, Lord
Open up the creaking door
And walk upon the dusty floor
Scrape away the guilty stains
Until no sin or shame remain
Spread Your love upon the walls
And occupy the empty halls
Until the man I am has faded
No more doors are barricaded
Chorus
Come inside this heart of mine
It's not my own
Make it home
Come and take this heart and make it
All Your own
Welcome home
Take a seat, pull up a chair
Forgive me for the disrepair
And the souvenirs from floor to ceiling
Gathered on my search for meaning
Every closet's filled with clutter
Messes yet to be discovered
I'm overwhelmed, I understand
I can't make this place all that You can
repeat chorus
I took the space that You placed in me
Redecorated in shades of greed
And I made sure every door stayed locked
Every window blocked, and still You knocked
repeat chorus
Take me, make me
All You want me to be
That's all I'm asking, all I'm asking
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told the girl that you should treat her like a lady and
She told me all the things you did and it was shady, man
She said that what you say and what you do are different things
While you were telling me that you were checking out them blingy rings

She said she’s had enough
Well, it sounds to me like you’re straight out of luck
And she said she’s all through
And life’s not blowin’ her kisses thanks to you

I wanna know, wanna know what you were thinkin’
I can’t imagine why it didn’t even sink in
They say you never know what you got till it’s gone
(Never know what you got till it’s gone)
I wanna know, wanna know what you were thinkin’
I can’t imagine why it didn’t even sink in
They say you never know what you got till it’s gone
(Never know what you got till it’s gone)

She said she’s had enough
So, it sounds to me like your still out of love
And she said you weren’t true
And life’s not blowin’ her kisses thanks to you

She said it’s gonna be alright
Cause God made a way through the pain and he opened her eyes
And she said you came crawling back
But after what you did to her she wouldn’t have any of that

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