Lyrics – Psalm 42/63 (Holy Catastrophe)

The dust in my throat has become my only song
I’ve been carving out dry wells with bleeding hands
Where is the God who used to walk the night with me
My tears have been my meat while the world asks where is He

I’m dropping the anchor of every dead ambition
I’m letting the current take the man I used to be
I’m staying under until the light breaks through
I’m staying under until I’m lost in You

But I remember the roar of the waterfall
Embers the way the deep calls to the deep
Your billows and Your waves they have gone over me
It’s a beautiful drowning it’s a holy catastrophe

There’s a Man in the fire and He looks like Love
There’s a King on the hill and He’s calling me up
There’s a Voice in the bush that won’t burn away
There’s a Pillar of Cloud in my desert day

There’s a Hand in the storm that is reaching for me
There’s a Path in the deep at the edge of the sea
There’s a Lamb on the altar who’s taking my place
There’s a Light in the darkness that looks like Your face

There’s a God on the mountain who meets me below
There’s a Grace in the places I’m afraid to go
There’s a Lamb on the altar who’s taking my place
There’s a Light in the darkness that looks like Your face
There’s a Stone that was rolled and a Grave that is bare
There’s a Life in the Spirit and I’m finding it there

There’s a Man in the fire and He looks like Love
There’s a King on the hill and He’s calling me up
There’s a Hand in the storm that is reaching for me
There’s a Light in the darkness that looks like Your face

There’s a Man in the fire and He looks like Love
There’s a King on the hill and He’s calling me up
There’s a scar in the hand and it feels like home
There’s a peace in the blood and I’m not alone

There’s a Hand in the storm that is reaching for me
There’s a Path in the deep at the edge of the sea
There’s a Lamb on the altar who’s taking my place
There’s a Light in the darkness that looks like Your face