Jars of Clay
the widowing field
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I'm sure that I could never make it
Through a night without you here
The fire in the skies
Illuminates the demons closing in
Have mercy on my soul if I am not the last
Have mercy on my soul if I am not the last to go
As I crawl along these trails
And fight upon this widowing field
The ground below is bare and burned
In the places I have learned to trust you
Have mercy on my soul if I am not the last
Have mercy on my soul if I am not the last to go
If I am not the last to go
Believe in silence sets my heart to racing
I will lift my eyes to you
Please, Father, find me
Have mercy on my soul if I am not the last
Have mercy on my soul if I am not the last to go
- Album:
- 20
- Jars of Clay 20 StageIt Much Afraid
- Inland
- If I Left The Zoo
- Much Afraid
- Jars Of Clay
- Little Drummer Boy
- Miscellaneous
- The White Elephant Sessions
- Live Monsters
- The Long Fall Back To Earth
- Jars Of Clay Presents The Shelter
- Furthermore: From The Studio/From The Stage
- Who We Are Instead
- More Christmas Songs EP
- Songs Inspired By The Lion The Witch and The Wardrobe
- The Long Fall Back to Earth (Deluxe Edition)
- 2013-11-05: Daytrotter Studio, Rock Island, IL, USA
- Inlandia
- WOW Hits 2004