Tag: Fight Songs

A Song for Traitors Like Us

I really appreciate how this song explores the story of Edmund’s treachery in Narnia and how it is a parable of our own sin and redemption. 

Had I seen the melting snow?
I saw and trembled
For this a power I did not know
Though I was bound with chains
She was cruel but beautiful
And I was greedy
And like a slave I then was sold
By the way she said my name

Father, save me!
I the traitor
I who knew and ran from Love
I can hear the
Condemnation
In the rhythm of the drums

Though I knew all hope was lost
And this what I deserved
I had been conquered by the frost
But on my skin it burned
Cause she had power over me
At her touch I turned to stone
But in her eyes I saw a fear
A deeper magic her own

And when I looked him in the eyes
I felt the weight of all my sin
For I knew what the law required
A death for death, a traitor's end
But when I thought I feel his wrath
Despaired and filled with shame
He bent down to search my eyes
With such love whispered my name

Father, save me!
I the traitor
I who knew and ran from Love
Father, can you
Hear the Lion
It is written
Blood for blood

“Blood for Blood” by Sarah Sparks

A Song On What We Were Made For

Deep in the caverns of Your heart
Stood Your beloved, Your daystar
The fairest among ten thousand wines
You formed the seasons and fixed the time
You gave me smiles in the morning light
Creation flowed from pure love
You were crafting I was breathing
You were laughing I was reaching out for You

      I was made for heaven
      I was made for Jesus
      I was made to walk in the cool of the day with You
      With You

Cursed in the garden of paradise
You knew the pain from a Lover's eyes
To get us back, You gave it all
Filled in the likeness of flesh on earth
You bore the Cross that we deserved
You've gotten down on one knee
Spirit's breathing, now I'm living
We've been married, now I'm seeing
What I was made for

The whole point of my existence
Is to know Your love
The whole point of my existence
Is to know You Lord
The whole point of my existence
Is to know Your love
The whole point of my existence
Is to know You Lord more and more and more
The whole point of my existence
Is to know Your love, Lord
Is to know Your love

“Made For Jesus” by John Mark Pantana

A Bluegrass Song on Angels and The Better Son

The first century angelology of Hebrews meets the peculiar beauty of bluegrass. This song is both fun and rich in theology. 

...
Heav'nly beings, angels are gleaming glory
Stories are told of golden deeds they've done
But to which of the angels did he ever call a son?
Christ ranks higher
Winds, flames of fire, choirs singing
And bringing praise, they serve the Son.
You can add ‘em all together
He is better than the sum
...

“The Angels’ Moment in the Sun (1:5-14)” by Psallos

A Song of Doxology

A few select lyrics: 

You made me alive when I was dead in trespasses 
The passion of Christ left my sin in the past tense 
Every good and perfect gift comes from Your hand 
You set me back on course when I run from Your plan
No excuse to refuse to lift my voice 
Because the Gospel is true, there's always reason to rejoice 
And that don't mean that my sorrow is inconspicuous 
But when I grieve, I got a greater joy in the midst of it 
The joy of knowing I will see You face to face 
And it's all to the praise of Your glorious grace

“Doxology” by Beautiful Eulogy

A Song for the Delivered

Your love is a flood and I drink deep when the tide is up
Oh would you flood me too?
Saltwater in my blood has made me taste sweet to the world
Oh and you taste sweet too

This is my deliverance 
hands held high as you deliver it
Oh you have made me a child of God
My feet on the ground and my heart in heaven
I am bread made without the leaven
Oh you have made me a child of God

I lay in the sand with sweet forgiveness in my hand
Oh as a gift from you
Your water floods my brain this grey cranium wont be the same
No where I've been won't do
This is my deliverance hands held high as you deliver it

Oh you have made me a child of God
My feet on the ground and my heart in heaven
I am bread made without the leaven
Oh you have made me a child of God

And I won't go
Until I know
That you have sown
All you have in me

“Deliverance” by Strahan

A Song on the Coming Dawn

A world away and still not far
Like fabric woven into ours
The dawn, it shot out through the night
And day is coming soon

The Kingdom of the Morning Star
Can pierce a cold and stony heart
Its grace went through me like a sword
And came out like a song
Now I’m just waiting for the day
In the shadows of the dawn

But I won’t wait resting my bones
I’ll take these foolishness roads of grace
And run toward the dawn
And when I rise and dawn turns to day
I’ll shine as bright as the sun
And these roads that I’ve run, will be wise

It’s veiled and stands behind the shroud
The final day when trumpets sound
Sometimes I glimpse into the fog
And listen for the song
Til then I’m waiting for the day
In the shadows of the dawn

“Shadows of the Dawn” by the Gray Havens

A Song For Those Fed Up With Satan’s Lies

Make sure you listen until the song takes a defiant turn just after the 3:20 mark. What a difference is made by knowing the identity of Wormwood and one’s own identity.

...
I have always known you
You have always been there in my mind
Now I understand you
And I will not be part of your designs

I know who I am now
And all that you made of me
I know who you are now
And I name you my enemy

I know who I am now
I know who I wanna be
I want to be more than
This devil inside of me
...

“Dear Wormwood” by the Oh Hellos.

A Song on the Wonder of Marriage

Take my hand 
I won’t let go 
We’ve waited so long 
And all my life 
I walked alone 
To you, my heart, my home 

Like the first man 
I was cut so deep by heaven’s knife 
When I awoke from my sleep 
Oh my Lord, she’s beautiful 
She’s a part of me 
She’s my wife 

Bound by love 
One flesh to be 
An unbroken ring 
And I lay down 
My life for thee 
In love we are free 

Like the first man 
I was cut so deep by heaven’s knife 
When I awoke from my sleep 
Oh my Lord, she’s beautiful 
Walking up to me 
Oh she’s wonderful, standing next to me 
Oh she’s all 
All that I could need, yeah 
She’s beautiful, she’s a part of me 
She’s my wife

“Heaven’s Knife” by Josh Garrels

A Song For Those Longing For Humble Leadership

Listen on, listen in 
Have you seen my Master? 
You ask is He like those I’ve met 
Or kings with slaves in number 
They cheat their way to glory’s seat 
Lay burdens on mens’ shoulders 
Their fingers soft their knees too weak 
Unmet by work or prayers 

Served the man who served Him death 
Washed the filth from his feet washed the dirt from him 
Betrayed for a pocket silver-laced 
By a heart that didn’t understand 
My Master is a humble man 
When He knew His hour had come 
He kept His cup tight in hand 
How great it’d be to see Him old 
Still how much better the way He chose 
He chose 

Served the man who served Him death 
Washed the filth from his feet washed the dirt from him 
Betrayed for a pocket silver-laced 
By a heart that didn’t understand 
Then to hang on a hill He died 
With the company of thieves on His left and on His right 
Said one man ‘Remember me if You can’ 
And He gave it all to him 

Even when no one saw 
He loved us to the end 
Even when everyone ran off 
He loved us to the end 
Even when we have to stare through the holes 
In his hands 
He loved us to the end

“He Loved Us To The End” by Poor Bishop Hooper