03.27.05
Easter’s Empty Promises
An empty cross, an empty tomb and empty grave clothes…
Empty Promise
I’ve had enough of broken promises
Been left holding tightly to the end of my rope
Tried seeking comfort in wealth and treasures
Don’t want to hear about another worldly hope
What I need is an empty promise
An opened tomb and an empty grave
A hope for every tribe and every nation
A truth by which I can be saved
Shallow remedies always bring me down
Walking circles in the dark of night
I’m tired of living here in this ghost town
Lord, open up the skies and shine your light
I will trust in the empty promise
My Lord and Savior, he rose again
Now he reigns upon his throne
And my new life will never end
©2005 over my head music (Admin. by summerland jasper music)
Words and Music by Jeff Doolittle
Tammy said,
March 28, 2005 at 7:38 am
very interesting to think about.