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Christian lyrics contrasting our view of the Bible with that of those in other cultures. |
Somewhere on the other side of the sea, Where no one knows what it means to be free, A girl croutches into her hiding place, To memorize a torn Bible page. Her life is on the line, There's no room for doubt But she'll die knowing that passage Before she'll live without. Cuz those things that her Redeemer said, Are too precious to be left unread And meanwhile my five translations Collect dust on the shelf; Maybe I'll hear from You, God, When I'm done with myself. After I finish my list Of top priorities Like catching the lastest gossip And reality T.V. If I still have time leftover, Maybe I'll try to read A few verses from Your Love letter to me. And somewhere in a village far away, An old man kneels slowly down to pray. He's clutching in his weathered hands The Holy book he longs to understand And he's begging God to Raise up a willing soul To put that Bible in the language That his people know Cuz in that land where suffering is so real He knows those words would have the power to heal. And meanwhile my five translations Collect dust on the shelf; Maybe I'll hear from You, God, When I'm done with myself. After I finish my list Of top priorities Like catching the lastest gossip And reality T.V. If I still have time leftover, Maybe I'll try to read A few verses from Your Love letter to me. Maybe I'll scan a chapter Just so I can say That I've done my duty And it's out of the way. Or maybe tonight, I'll wake up and see What a miracle that my Creator, Would give His word to me! And meanwhile my five translations Collect dust on the shelf; Maybe I'll hear from You, God, When I'm done with myself. After I finish my list Of top priorities Like catching the lastest gossip And reality T.V. If I still have time leftover, Maybe I'll try to read A few verses from Your Love letter to me |