Sunlight in a grove
Chasing shadows from the Dawn
Prayerful are the thoughts
When all the noise in gone
Wandering alone
A noble one before the start
Playing in his mind
Is the question of his heart
If you lack
Wisdom pure
Ask in faith
You will hear
The God of old
The God of now
Speak to your soul
A still, small sound
Darkness in a grove
Choking sunlight 'til it dies
The angel fallen from above
Clouding hope with bitter lies
Writhing on the ground
The noble one is weak
The Breathless has him bound
He cries out but cannot speak
Deity in a grove
Shining brighter than the sun
In homes of flesh and bone
Dwell the Father and the Son
A word spoken from the heart
To the soul of he who asks
Starts the gathering of the fold
'Til the Shepherd comes at last
If you lack
Wisdom pure
Ask in faith
You will hear
The God of old
The God of now
Speak to your soul
A still, small sound
Breathing's Purpose - Breath in a Grove (Remastered) Lyrics
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Sunlight in a grove
Chasing shadows from the Dawn
Prayerful are the thoughts
When all the noise in gone
Wandering alone
A noble one before the start
Playing in his mind
Is the question of his heart
If you lack
Wisdom pure
Ask in faith
You will hear
The God of old
The God of now
Speak to your soul
A still, small sound
Darkness in a grove
Choking sunlight 'til it dies
The angel fallen from above
Clouding hope with bitter lies
Writhing on the ground
The noble one is weak
The Breathless has him bound
He cries out but cannot speak
Deity in a grove
Shining brighter than the sun
In homes of flesh and bone
Dwell the Father and the Son
A word spoken from the heart
To the soul of he who asks
Starts the gathering of the fold
'Til the Shepherd comes at last
If you lack
Wisdom pure
Ask in faith
You will hear
The God of old
The God of now
Speak to your soul
A still, small sound
Chasing shadows from the Dawn
Prayerful are the thoughts
When all the noise in gone
Wandering alone
A noble one before the start
Playing in his mind
Is the question of his heart
If you lack
Wisdom pure
Ask in faith
You will hear
The God of old
The God of now
Speak to your soul
A still, small sound
Darkness in a grove
Choking sunlight 'til it dies
The angel fallen from above
Clouding hope with bitter lies
Writhing on the ground
The noble one is weak
The Breathless has him bound
He cries out but cannot speak
Deity in a grove
Shining brighter than the sun
In homes of flesh and bone
Dwell the Father and the Son
A word spoken from the heart
To the soul of he who asks
Starts the gathering of the fold
'Til the Shepherd comes at last
If you lack
Wisdom pure
Ask in faith
You will hear
The God of old
The God of now
Speak to your soul
A still, small sound
Writer: Brenden Taylor
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