jars of clay – the widowing field lyrics
jars of clay – the widowing field
i’m sure that i could never
make it through the night without you here
the fires in the sky
illuminate the demons closing in
have mercy on my soul
if i am not the last
have mercy on my soul
if i am not the last to go
as i crawl around these trails
and fight upon this widowing field
the ground below is bare and burned
at the places i have learned to trust you
have mercy on my soul
if i am not the last
have mercy on my soul
if i am not the last to go
i am not the last to go
when even silence sets my heart to racing
i will lift my eyes to you
please, father, find me
have mercy on my soul…
have mercy on my soul
if i am not the last
have mercy on my soul
if i am not the last
have mercy on my soul
if i am not the last
have mercy on my soul
if i am not the last to go
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