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Setlist: Still My Heart / Whatever Did You Mean, Jesus? / Emmanuel
Still My Heart
Oh still my heart, I want to hear You
Oh still my heart, I want to hear You
Lead me to that sacred place
Where all my distractions fade
And Your voice rings clear
Waiting on You, waiting on You
I'll keep waiting on You
You are worth the wait
Whatever Did You Mean, Jesus? (Anonymous)
Whatever did you mean, Jesus?
Whatever we ask in prayer,
In faith,
We will receive?
I don’t think so.
That hasn’t been
My experience.
Or is my faith so small
As not to count
Among your promises?
You can be impatient, you know,
Just ask the fig tree
That you withered
Because it was not ripe
With fruit for you.
Will you do the same
To me?
It is Advent,
And I want to long for you,
Not to hide from you.
Besides, there is no place to hide,
No place where you are not.
That should be comfort.
Even in Advent
As we await your coming
You are already here.
I have faith in that.
It would be nice
If you answered all my prayers
Like some Almighty Santa Claus,
But I get it,
You are the answer to all my prayers,
Just not the answer I expected.
That’s the trouble with expectations,
Isn’t it, Jesus,
That we sometimes miss the gift
Because we are looking for
Something else than you.
Emmanuel
By Jason Houtsma
Setlist: Still My Heart / Whatever Did You Mean, Jesus? / Emmanuel
Still My Heart
Oh still my heart, I want to hear You
Oh still my heart, I want to hear You
Lead me to that sacred place
Where all my distractions fade
And Your voice rings clear
Waiting on You, waiting on You
I'll keep waiting on You
You are worth the wait
Whatever Did You Mean, Jesus? (Anonymous)
Whatever did you mean, Jesus?
Whatever we ask in prayer,
In faith,
We will receive?
I don’t think so.
That hasn’t been
My experience.
Or is my faith so small
As not to count
Among your promises?
You can be impatient, you know,
Just ask the fig tree
That you withered
Because it was not ripe
With fruit for you.
Will you do the same
To me?
It is Advent,
And I want to long for you,
Not to hide from you.
Besides, there is no place to hide,
No place where you are not.
That should be comfort.
Even in Advent
As we await your coming
You are already here.
I have faith in that.
It would be nice
If you answered all my prayers
Like some Almighty Santa Claus,
But I get it,
You are the answer to all my prayers,
Just not the answer I expected.
That’s the trouble with expectations,
Isn’t it, Jesus,
That we sometimes miss the gift
Because we are looking for
Something else than you.
Emmanuel