Brother, he’s suffered like a tree taken down Wept as he witnessed his dreams carved out And how can a man just keep walking around With his heart full of holes But ooh, His bow is on the strings And the tune resonates in the open space To show us how emptiness sings: Glory to God, Glory to God! In fullness of wisdom, He writes my story into his song, My life for the glory of God. Hmm, hmmm Sister carries her loneliness In a hidden hollow inside her chest And sometimes all that she wants is an end To the long, long night But ooh, Her bow is on the strings, And the tune resonates in the open space To show us how emptiness sings: Glory to God, Glory to God! In fullness of wisdom, He writes my story into his song, My life for the glory of God. Hmm, hmmm I haven’t been asked yet to walk the hard roads Still there’s a sense of deep loss in my soul In the middle of a party, I’ll just want to go Home. But ooh, My bow is on the strings, I’m beginning to learn where to find the words To the song that emptiness sings Ooh, bow is on the strings: Glory to God! Glory to God! This is how emptiness sings, oh, This is how emptiness sings Hmmm, hmmm
Profound. ♥️ Thank you so much for sharing your beautiful song with us.
I have listened to this song for years, and it still sings right to the core of me. Thank you, Christa.
so much love to you, Lancia!
This song has been on my heart lately! Had to consider, why?
So GOD brings beauty out of even our challenges and dark times! Romans 8:28
Glory to GOD!
I used to listen to this song when I was the person in the 3rd verse. God was preparing me to be the person in the 1st and 2nd verses.
Brother, he’s suffered like a tree taken down
Wept as he witnessed his dreams carved out
And how can a man just keep walking around
With his heart full of holes
But ooh,
His bow is on the strings
And the tune resonates in the open space
To show us how emptiness sings:
Glory to God, Glory to God!
In fullness of wisdom,
He writes my story into his song,
My life for the glory of God.
Hmm, hmmm
Sister carries her loneliness
In a hidden hollow inside her chest
And sometimes all that she wants is an end
To the long, long night
But ooh,
Her bow is on the strings,
And the tune resonates in the open space
To show us how emptiness sings:
Glory to God, Glory to God!
In fullness of wisdom,
He writes my story into his song,
My life for the glory of God.
Hmm, hmmm
I haven’t been asked yet to walk the hard roads
Still there’s a sense of deep loss in my soul
In the middle of a party, I’ll just want to go
Home.
But ooh,
My bow is on the strings,
I’m beginning to learn where to find the words
To the song that emptiness sings
Ooh, bow is on the strings:
Glory to God! Glory to God!
This is how emptiness sings, oh,
This is how emptiness sings
Hmmm, hmmm
B A Blumenthal thank you for posting the lyrics!
So Beautiful
How this song foreshadowed it all.