David Phelps
the lily
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Down a narrow path
Where amber sunlight spills
Into a meadow fare Sheltered by the hills
A sea of golden rings billowing like waves
Bow before a bloom as if a sacred place
Leaves perfectly made as if carved from jade
Frame its petals from below
There impurest vines reflect I'm the light
A lily of the valley grows
Down a narrow path
Where pain and sorrow spill
Stabbed once oh fair
His wounds were striped as reeds
(And in so )
And mocked this blameless bloom
In this cursed pain
One perfectly made
Pierced by nail and blade
Riving as the crimson color flows
Buried in the night
But with mornings light
The lily of the valley rose.
- Album:
- Hymnal: A Journey Of Faith Through Hymns
- Freedom
- Classic
- The Voice
- Revelation
- David Phelps
- Joy, Joy
- O Holy Night
- Miscellaneous
- Non-Album Releases
- Legacy Of Love: David Phelps Live
- A Billy Graham Music Homecoming - Volume 2
- Top Ten: David Phelps
- Top Ten
- Life Is a Church (Studio Series Performance Track)
- Behold the Lamb (Studio Series Performance Track)
- The Name Lives On (Studio Series Performance Track)
- Gentle Savior (Studio Series Performance Track)
- God Will Take Care of You (Studio Series Performance Track)
- Heart of Hearts (Studio Series Performance Track)