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Glorious Disgrace
04:43
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Lyrics:
You don't need my songs - You see through my Sunday best
You don't need my works to compliment Your righteousness
You don't need my words - my poetry does not impress You, God.
You don't need my faith - You still move despite my doubt
You don't need my voice - the rocks and trees are crying out
You don't need my love - that's not what this is all about, Oh God.
It's hard to face this
But when I see Your face I see what grace is
It's a glorious disgrace
That You would condescend to love me
You would condescend to love me.
When You're the Author of all the good I've every done
And all I offer is borrowed breath from borrowed lungs
But You still condescend to love me
You still condescend to love me.
Without Your breath in my lungs
Without Your words on my tongue
Without Your voice speaking all things.
Without Your blood in my heart
Without Your cross as my mark
Without Your love in the offering.
Without Your breath in my lungs
Without Your words on my tongue
Without Your voice speaking all things.
Without Your blood in my heart
Without Your cross as my mark
Without Your love I am nothing.
(c) Seth Davey
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Lord, Your works are manifold for all to see
Your beauty is displayed through every strand
The heights, the depths, the threads within Your tapestry
Are woven in the palm of Your good hand.
So what is man that You would give us any thought?
Our glory withers like the grass on desert hills.
You've watched in sorrow all the idols that our hands so long have wrought.
It makes no sense that You would love us even still.
You know our frame
You know that we are dust
You see our wretchedness
Yet you redeem us.
You bore the shame
You bore the wrath for us
You are our righteousness Oh precious Jesus.
The thorns, the stripes, the cross, the spikes our hands prepared
We've proved our condemnation o'er and o'er
But still You bled from foot to head a river there
That washes all our stains forevermore.
So what is man that You would choose to stoop so low?
Exchange Your glory for our pitiful facade?
Love so deep that You'd endure our mocking kiss and hateful blows
And reconcile our sinful souls again to God.
You know our frame
You know that we are dust
You see our wretchedness
Yet you redeem us.
You bore the shame
You bore the wrath for us
You are our righteousness Oh precious Jesus.
I will never understand why You would suffer at our hands
Why You would take my death for me to free me from the Law's demands
And I can't sing it loud enough or long enough
But I can sing with all I am:
Worthy is the Lamb!
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I raise my voice and cry "Oh God, You have my heart"
the same voice I use to curse the things You've made
I raise my hands and cry with passion "How great Thou art"
the same hands that fashioned idols yesterday
and You're not fooled
You see how pitiful my heart is
but You still love regardless
I lift my eyes to heaven in hopes I'll catch another glimpse
the same eyes I turned away from my neighbor's need
I offer my time and money without thought of the expense
but the offering plate can't cover up my greed
and You're not fooled
You see how pitiful my heart is
but You still love regardless
and I'm the fool
cuz I see how beautiful Your love is
but I keep loving like this
and woe is me
I'm a man of unclean lips
and You've got scars on both Your wrists from my betrayal
each day I bring
a hundred wounds with every kiss
the fruit of Cain I intermix with lambs of Abel
so why am I still welcomed here at Your table?
Oh God it's still confounding
that grace is still abounding
for thirty years and counting You've been by my side
so till I take my last breath
and run with laughter past death
may all the days I have left be pleasing in Your sight.
(c) Seth Davey
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The Highs and Lows
04:03
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Some days I feel abandoned
others it seems like I'm Your only child
Some days my faith walks wounded
others it laughs and it runs and runs for miles
all the while...
You carry me through all the highs and lows
You're always there for me in ways I could never know
Some days I go through motions
others I'm moved by joy I can't explain
Some days the cross incumbers
others it opens a door to new terrain
all the same...
You carry me through all the highs and lows
You're always there with me in ways I could never know
You still carry me through all the stands and falls
You're always there for me even before I call
My grandmother, who suffered immensely through various diseases, was a hero of faith for me. I'll never forget the image of her sitting by lamplight, magnifying glass pressed between her eye and her large-print bible, toiling to read each word. She was a hero of faith to me and so many others, and I miss my conversations with her.
One day she told me, "Seth, some days I feel abandoned by God; other days I feel like I'm His only child." The profundity of that line can't be overstated. It's a transparent confession that I feel more and more the older I get.
Thanks be to God for loving us in spite of our lack of love. He is faithful even when we are faithless. He is moving even when we can't see Him.
Lyrics:
Some days I feel abandoned
others it seems like I'm Your only child
Some days my faith walks wounded
others it laughs and it runs and runs for miles
all the while...
You carry me through all the highs and lows
You're always there for me in ways I could never know
Some days I go through motions
others I'm moved by joy I can't explain
Some days the cross incumbers
others it opens a door to new terrain
all the same...
You carry me through all the highs and lows
You're always there with me in ways I could never know
I'm just a deaf man trying to hear
I'm just a proud man learning to fear
I'm just a proselyte You welcomed here by Your grace
I'm just a beggar in Your hand-me-downs
I'm just an infant that's crawling around
I'm just a handful of dust from the ground that You raised
But You're still a Father when I'm on the run
You're still a Savior despite what I've done
You're still a Healer when I'm overcome by the miles
You're still the Giver who keeps my hands full
You're still the Shepherd who walks in my wool
You're still the Love that's been unbreakable all the while.
(c) Seth Davey
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5. |
Already, Not Yet
03:29
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6. |
Let Me Behold You
05:30
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Have I become
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Till You're All I See
03:17
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Seconds slip right through my hands
hard to hold as grains of sand
dust to dust the life of man
what's it really for?
The only things of consequence
are seconds when I catch a glimpse
of Heaven in the present tense
a glimpse of what's in store
Till You're all I see
all to me
till the walls of faith give way
Till You're all I see
all to me
till You call me home to stay
Preacher says I'll get a crown
be dressed inside a kingly gown
and then I'll throw my trophies down
before Your worthy feet
But I don't want a crown of gold
it wasn't gold that bought my soul
just let my eyes at last behold
the eyes that pitied me
(c) Seth Davey
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8. |
Let My Soul Ascend
05:29
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9. |
Silver Linings
05:03
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Seth Davey Raleigh, North Carolina
Seth Davey is the former singer and pianist of the Raleigh-based band Attalus (Facedown Records).
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