At the Foot of the Cross
We look upon the one who is pierced
Blood and water flow from your side
Your cleansing love rains into our hearts
We are purified
At the foot of the cross, we lay our burdens
At the foot of the cross, we lift our hands
At the foot of the cross, we give our lives
As an offering to you, to you
Rain down your love, rain down your love
Rain down your love oh God
©2008 David Mares
Child of God
How many times have I tried to run on my own?
How many chances have I carried then blown?
By thinking on my strength alone I could change the world
Pride lifted me high, then threw me to the ground
I know that I am only a child of God,
Nothing less, nothing more
In you O Lord, I place all of me,
Nothing less, nothing more
Images of inadequacy run rampant though my head
I yearn to fight them, but the world tells me instead.
“You’re not worth anyone’s time.”
No matter how hard I run, I can’t see the finish line
In you I am whole
In you I am strong
In you I will run
And never grow weary
© 2009 David Mares
Disciple for You
Even when we swim in despair
You reach your hand out
Even in denying your name
You continue to love us
We will look to the empty cross
We resolve to remain in Your word
We will look to the empty tomb
We will live to be a disciple for You
Even in not seeing you there
You walk beside us
Even though we doubted your word
You dwell within us
We turn from not recognizing you
We turn from a half-hearted faithfulness
For we know you’ll always be there for us
and your love sets our hearts on fire
Our hearts will, our hearts will,
Our hearts will burn for you
©2009 David Mares
You Are Holy, Lord
The God who made the heavens came to be
the God who lived and died to set us free.
The God who formed the earth and sky
Created us with love so tenderly
How you’re holy, God
You are holy, you are holy, Lord
You are holy, you are holy, Lord
You are worthy, you are worthy, Lord
You are worthy, you are worthy Lord, you are worthy, Lord
The God who scattered stars into the sky
commands the light to pierce into the night.
The God who watches over us
Despite our faults continues to supply
How you’re worthy, God
You’re the one who gives us life
Worthy of all our praises.
You’re the one who frees our lives
Worthy of all our praises.
© 2009 David Mares and Clare Horton
