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The way to find ourselves is in the fires of our sorrow
Do we look around, expect to see the wind?
Could we prevent the trials that we face with each tomorrow?
Can′t we see this is the world we're living in?
When suffering restores us, burns away the empty shallowness
In softening the heart
To be broken bread and poured out wine, when it rains it pours
Turns a life into a chalice
There to nourish every soul, one at a time
Now we do wrong should we refuse to listen to the master
Who went on before that we walk in his steps
Before too long we run away, and running even faster
We fail to see the promise that he kept
In suffering restores us, burns away the empty shallowness
In softening the heart
To be broken bread and poured out wine, when it rains it pours
Turns a life into a chalice
There to nourish every soul, one at a time
To love is to be broken, but to love nothing and no one
We must close our own selves up, shut all the doors
And let no one in, locked within ourselves
Where it′s safe and dark and motionless
Where love will cease to be
And all the while the air is wearing thin
Chalice
Chalice
Chalice
Chalice
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Writer(s): Phil Keaggy, John Sferra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
