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i am only human
Struggling to find
Confidence in all that i believe
You are only holy
You are love defined
And you have said to ask and i'll recieve

So i have come to pray
That you will come and fill
The hunger here inside me to grow
Stronger in the faith
There's a longing and a need
To have you ever closer
Come fill me

Cause when you move in me
It's like a symphony
The timeless melody
That soothes my soul
Though silent i can tell
That you're alive and well
Cause i can feel you move
In me

What they try to tell me
Is that your love is falsewhat they try to tell me
Is that your is false
And faith is just a way
I choose to feel
And that there was no meaning
To you upon the cross
And i should reach for something that is real
And when those words are said
The questions in me start
And i don't have any answers
Until i stop thinking with my head
And start listening to my heart
And there i find my assurance
I tell them

Chorus

Words & music: wayne kirkpatrick and michael w. smith

Sun comes up - sunday morn
On the little church where i been since i was born
And there he stood - a hearty smile
You could hear his voice ringing out for a country mile
And he could place your mind at ease
With his tenderness and a heart that aimed to please
A pauper's hands - a farmer's clothes
Just a preacher man we called kentucky rose

He worked the soul like he worked the land
He spoke in ways that anyone could understand
Simple words of simple faith
And when it came to love, he would go out of his way
A helping hand - a soothing chat
And he practiced what he preached - imagine that
And as far as kindness goes
There was none compared to old kentucky rose

Evening stroll 'cross shyler's bridge
That's when he saw the boy trapped below that rocky ridge
He knew the danger he would face
But it's as if he saved the child only to take his place

For on that ridge of stone and ice
Kentucky met his maker in sacrifice
Why he's gone, god only knows
Maybe for the company of his kentucky rose

So peaceful in his sunday best
He was buried on a hill and laid to rest
When people heard they came in droves
To say their last good-byes to sweet kentucky rose

Now, on that hill one flower grows
They say it is the spirit of kentucky rose
They say it is the spirit of kentucky rose
I believe it is the spirit of kentucky rose...

Words:deborah d. smith
Music: michael w. smith

Who do i hope to finally be?
Is it not your life in me?
Yet the how's too hard to see
Too many times
Will i ever finally be
The true intended me?
Will the old in me be freed
And left behind?

Chorus:
Too many times
I'm back inside
Wanting desperately to hide
Yet i know, i know you say
You have to die
Too many times
You hear my cries
I'm at the end of all my tries
So, i'm open lord, so
Teach me how to die

Here i am again alone
Afraid i'll lose all that i own
Yet you see me as your one
I cannot fall

And what i am i still am not
At times i count the cost
Yet i find there's nothing lost
If i give it all

Chorus

Music: michael w. smith
Words:david mullen and michael w. smith

I know there's a prayer flowing from
The longing for the healing to come
Someday no more dark, aching nights
Someday i will open your eyes
The light will come and i will set you free
Sometimes there's a joy in the pain
Sometimes peace that can't be explained
Some find a longing there in their souls
Someday i will make all things whole
I promise to set the children free.

Someday you'll find your place in the sun
Someday when all hearts beat as one
You'll sing with the heart of a child
Someday when the river runs wild
My father comes to set his children free.

Some say it's a vision
Some say it's just a dream
I say it's a promise
A covenant, a destiny
I will come to set my children free.

Someday what the young ones have dreamed
Someday all you've hoped and believed
Will be, you will all understand
The longing placed inside every man
Overcomes the world and sets the children free
And i will come to set my children free.