A purple sky to close the day
I wade the surf where dolphins play
The taste of salt, the dance of waves
And my soul wells up with hallelujahs

A lightning flash, my pounding heart
A breaching whale, a shooting star
Give testimony that You are
And my soul wells up with hallelujahs

CHORUS
Oh praise Him all His mighty works
There is no language where you can't be heard
Your song goes out to all the Earth
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah!

O cratered moon and sparrow's wings
O thunder's boom and Saturn's rings
Unveil our Savior as you sing
And my soul wells up with hallelujahs

REPEAT CHOURUS

The pulse of life within my wrist
A fallen snow, a rising mist
There is no higher praise then this
And my soul wells up
O my soul wells up
Yes my soul wells up with hallelujahs

REPEAT CHORUS

O Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah!

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WELCOME TO OUR WORLD
Written by Chris Rice
Recorded by Kenneth Cope

Tears are falling, hearts are breaking
How we need to hear from God
You've been promised, we've been waiting
Welcome Holy Child
Welcome Holy Child

Hope that you don't mind our manger
How I wish we would have known
But long-awaited Holy stranger
Make Yourself at home
Please make Yourself at home

Bring Your peace into our violence
Bid our hungry souls be filled
Word now breaking Heaven's silence
Welcome to our world
Welcome to our world

Fragile finger sent to heal us
Tender brow prepared for thorn
Tiny heart whose blood will save us
Unto us is born
Unto us is born

So wrap our injured flesh around You
Breathe our air and walk our sod
Rob our sin and make us holy
Perfect Son of God
Perfect Son of God
Welcome to our world

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CARPENTER'S SON
Written & Recorded by Kenneth Cope

Back to the days of His childhood
Back to the faces who smiled on His youth
Back to the land where He grew to a Man
While following in carpenters shoes

Back to the tutoring Joseph
Back to the hammer and saw
Working the plans with the skill of His hands
He learned to master it all

That's why they called Him the carpenter's son
The seed of a simple one
But He knew the Sire from whence He had come
Framer of worlds
Jesus-the Carpenter's Son

Now the time came to lay down His woodwork
And take up His mission of finishing souls
But knowing His word must by all men be heard
He turned back to labor at home
He stood up to preach in their church house
And told them of His heavenly call
But flat our rejected-how could they accept it
He was just a carpenter after all

Run out of town-this carpenter's son
Boy of the local one
But He knew the Sire from whence He had come
Framer of worlds
Jesus-the Carpenter

A carpenter's livelihood is his wood
Shaped and prepared for his neighbor's good
And this Carpenter planned to die by the wood
For His neighbor's good
Carved from a tree of His own creating
Grown in a world He had graced for saving
Jesus-the Carpenter's Son
I'm hoping He'll have me-this Carpenter's Son
Till I'm seed of the Holy One
To share in His name and be heir of the crown He had won
Framer of worlds
Make me a child of the Carpenter's Son

A son of the Carpenter's Son
Make me a son of the Carpenter's Son
I want to become like the Carpenter's Son
Lord, let me be like the Carpenter's Son
I want to become like the Carpenter's Son
Lord, make me one with that Carpenter's Son

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EVERY SEASON
Written by Nichole Nordeman
Recorded by Kenneth Cope

Every evening sky, an invitation
To trace the patterned stars
And early in July, a celebration
For freedom that is ours
And I notice You
In children's games
In those who watch them from the shade
Every drop of sun is full of fun and wonder
You are Summer

And even when the trees have just surrendered
To the harvest time
Forfeiting their leaves in late September
And sending us inside
Still I notice you
When change begins
And I am braced for colder winds
I will offer thanks for what has been and what's to come
You are autumn

And everything in time and under Heaven
Finally falls asleep
Wrapped in blankets white, all creation
And still I notice You
When branches crack
And in my breath on frosted glass
Even now in death, You open doors for life to enter
You are winter

And everything that's new has bravely surfaced
Teaching us to breathe
What was frozen through is newly purposed
Turning all things green
So it is with You
And how You make me knew
With every season's change
And so it will be
As You are re-creating me
Summer, autumn, winter, spring

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WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH HIS NAME
Written & Recorded by Kenneth Cope

Father named me after Grandpa
He said he hoped that I would one day
Be the man that he was
Well, Grandpa died when I was five years old
And so he hasn't been around to know
What his namesake has done
But what if he's watching
What if Grandpa's seen all I've become

CHORUS
What have I done with his name
I'm hoping he won't be ashamed
The right or the wrong
I've done it all with his name

Someone named me after Mormon
Trying to turn world against me
Because of faith etched in gold
But that name has stood for goodness
And its fame now floods the nations
By the words Mormon wrote
Now, what if he's watching
Have I been true to what Mormon made known

REPEAT CHORUS

There's a Name above all others
And it's the only one that saves
So Grandpa, me and Mormon
We love this Name
And we know He's watching
Jesus sees all of our faith

What will we do with His name
He's hoping we won't be ashamed
The right or the wrong
We do it all with His name
But, He can catch us when we fall
'Cause that's what He does with His name

That blessed name
I love His name

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GETHSEMANE
Written & Recorded by Kenneth Cope

My Lord Jesus
Me in heaven, You on earth
You're in the garden
And Your heavy burden is growing worse
I weep for You, Jesus

My poor Jesus
I'm so sorry to make You cry
But I'm far from like You
And all my sins, Lord, demand this price

I wish that I could come to You
And wipe away the blood
And then I'd bear Your cross, Lord
If I could
But I'm up here
And You're down there, Jesus

My poor Jesus
I'm so sorry to make You die
But, please, for me, Jesus
Die

Now Lord Jesus
You're in heaven and I'm on earth
Now it's my turn
And my little burden is getting worse
I weep for me, Jesus

Oh kind Jesus
I keep trying to win this fight
But I just can't change me
I need Your grace, Lord
Please provide

I wish that I could run to You
And all of this would end
If I could see Your face
Have You close again
But You're up there
And I'm down here, Oh Jesus

My Lord Jesus
If You've got time to spend with me tonight
Then fly to me, Jesus
Fly

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SWEET JESUS
Written by Gary Chapman
Recorded by Kenneth Cope

There is a river running though this town
It carried the water
There isn't any way to slow it down
Or make it stop
I was a baby when the big bridge fell
So I don't remember
But I have listened to the stories well
And so I know
They were falling to the surface
They were calling to their God
And there cry was

CHORUS
Sweet Jesus, please won't you catch us, save us
Sweet Jesus, please won't you hear us crying

Fishing for luck beneath the bridge that day
A man in his eighties
He saw it happen and began to pray
As he dove in
He found a mother and a baby boy
They both wouldn't make it
The mama handed him her only joy
He took the child
Then he was swimming like he was twenty
He made shoreline then he died
And his thoughts were

REPEAT CHORUS

He was crying

I miss my mother and the brave old man
Though I never knew them
There are the soul inside the man I am
I bear their dreams
And I am waling in their footsteps
I am talking to their God
Am my cry is

REPEAT CHORUS

We're all crying

There is a river running through this town
It carries the water
There isn't any way to slow it down
Or make it stop

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BREATHE IN ME
Written by Michael W. Smith & Wayne Kirkpatrick
Recorded by Kenneth Cope

You breathe in me
And I'm alive
With the power of your holiness
You breathe in me
And you revive
Feelings in my soul
That I have laid to rest

CHORUS
So breathe in me
I need you now
I've never felt so dead within
So breathe in me
Maybe somehow
You can breathe new life in me again

I used to be so sensitive
To the light that leads
To where you are
Now I've acquired these calluses
With the darkness of
A cold and jaded heart

REPEAT CHORUS

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WHITE DRESS
Written & Recorded by Kenneth Cope

Long before morning, without a warning
Annie came calling to little Lousia
Wearing the moonlight, but wanting the sunlight
She stood at her bedside and poured out her heart
Get up and tell Mama all that I said
'Cause I can't move ahead
Unless I can get a white a dress

Charlotte O'Grady, a dear-hearted lady
She's seen nearly eighty years coming and going
One night while she's dreaming
He mother comes pleading
Saying: Charlotte, I'm needing your help to move on
Now don't wait for nothing
That moment it's day, take up my name
And see that I get a white dress

Mothers and daughters are shedding a tear
Heaven's rejoicing as Jesus draws near
And it's like this
They're getting their white dress

In Wichita, Kansas, Nettie and Francis
Bow over breakfast to start off the day
When the voice of the Spirit pays them a visit
And says it's time to get with it
There's family to save

Your fathers and mothers are biding their time
They're waiting for you
To help them get dressed up in white

Well, Nettie and Francis are filled with desire
They're searching through records and feeling the fire
And after each name's acquired
It's up to God's mountain where white is applied
And he in his robes and she in her gown
They're doing their best to turn it around
And they won't rest
Till all are in white dress

Walking with Jesus in white
Wearing their white dress

Before the Lord's coming
Elijah's been stirring
And fathers are turning to you
And to me

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WHAT HE BEGAN
Written & Recorded by Kenneth Cope

Most every start has an ending
Most every road takes a turn
Spring flies to autumn
Those young days forgotten
And we're looking back on what we were

Candles and torches need lighting
But soon someone's passing them on
Leaving to others
Those frontiers discovered
And a flame that burns on when he's gone

CHORUS
He broke the roads I travel
He cleared the skies I fly
This fruit I eat was nurtured by his hand
Now my heart swells like a fountain
As I watch him say good-bye
And leave to you and me what he began

The darkest of nights sees the morning
But who'll rise on up and seize the day
Who'll take some chances
And push for advances
Every step of the way

Too many dreams lie sleeping
Afraid that to wake means to fail
But he's been the strong one
The "reach for the stars" one
And love lit that fire in his veins

REPEAT CHORUS

I won't fail the dream that he began

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HEAR MY PRAISE
Written & Recorded by Kenneth Cope

Lord, hear my praise
God, feel my love
Father be thanked
Night and morning
Sweet day of grace
When Jesus came to save me
Lord, hear my praise
To your glory

REPEAT

Lord, hear my praise
God, feel my love
Father be thanked
Night and morning
These sweet days of grace
Christ Jesus reigns to save me
Lord, hear my praise
To your glory

Lord, hear my praise
To your glory