Lyrics

Oneness that extends beyond Sunday gatherings.
A lot of amens when I say certain things, Like making more of Jesus

I see the hope in the hearts that this springs, But there so much to deter us
From seeing Him as greater; and seeing Him as higher
So many topics presented; are they fueling desire
A lot of amens when I sing certain things, Like going beyond the horizon
I see the hope in hearts that this springs; But the thought that there’s more seems surprising
But this mountain is so high ;and this ocean is so deep
If we dare to explore; so many glories we’ll reap
I often feel like a broken record. Repeat’en the same things over and over again
We all agree in one accord. We all nod or say or shout amen
But what happens after, leaves me in despair
I know we heard the message, I know we really care
But do we shift or change or move just a bit
Can we at least talk about it? Talk about it?
A lot of amens when I go on about things, Like one body under one great head
I see the hope in the hearts that this springs, then our minds engage instead
How can we be one body when only together on occasion
Back to the silos on Sunday; now parts, instead of one