Songtexte:
Starfield

: (Bruce Cockburn) Lord of the starfields Ancient of Days Universe Maker Here's a song in your praise Wings of the storm cloud Beginning and end You

Come sing, sing your heart Come sing before the One who's worthy The One who is worthy Lift your hands, lift your hands up high Let the love of Jesus

Through forgotten convictions Misplaced affection I'm losing the sound of Your voice I've been chasing after emptiness Trying to tidy up this mess I

There's a cry in my heart for Your glory to fall For Your presence to fill up my senses There's a yearning again, a thirst for discipline A hunger for

From every nation, God is calling out His own A saved generation that will not be overthrown And we?re not backing down, no way We?re finally seeing it

If all I've done at last should come to nothing And all I love like sand be washed away Still I will sing of Your unfailing glory On bended knee, I'll

You are beauty, oh, how beautiful You are Shining like a treasure You are brilliant and You overwhelm the stars Glory without measure Glorious One, Glorious

Hold me, somebody Don't let me be alone Love me, stay with me I am dying to be known My heart cries out I need a Father Whose love will never fail me

In the shadows I can hear Your voice singing to me In the valley, I can hear Your heart Reaching for me now And I wait flooded with the strength of Your