David Phelps
life is a church
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Watching the surf cover up my toes
Breathing the salt air from the coast.
Ten years old with my eyes pressed closed.
Life is a church.
Remembering first love's tender kiss.
Mourning the loss of my innocence,
The bittersweet taste of it on my lips.
Life is a church.
These are the sacraments.
This is the altar.
Love is the spirit
Making the blue planet turn.
Life is a church.
Chorus
Watching my baby being born
Written all over you, pain and joy
Holding your hand, it's a little boy.
Chorus
Ashes to ashes, earth to earth.
The preacher throws in the first handful of dirt.
My little boy asks me, does goodbye always hurt?
Chorus
- Álbum:
- 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)