oh, Gungor.

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theycallmelem:

I Lived | One Republic

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Even when the rain falls
Even when the flood starts rising
Even when the storm comes
I am washed by the water

Hang loose, hang loose
Let the ocean worry ‘bout bein’ blue.
Hang loose, hang loose.
Go with the tide and I’ma take care of you.

it’s an Alabama Shakes kind of day —

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brotherstories:

“1957”- Milo Greene

Alright y’all. Trying really hard not to be frustrated with you for not telling me about this gem of a song earlier. Seriously can’t stop listening. It’s the perfect day for windows down drives, while belting this out. Join me in getting weird looks from people at stoplights. Cheers!

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coldwindandiron:

She’s so good to me now.
She gives me love and affection.

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coldwindandiron:

Remember when our songs were just like prayers? Like gospel hymns that we called in the air. Come down, come down sweet reverence unto my simple house and ring.

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of all the masters that I’ve served, You’re the only one that sets me free.

djmase:

Give me darkness when I’m dreaming, give me moonlight when I’m leaving, 
Give me shoes that weren’t made for standing.
Give me treeline, give me big sky, give me snowbound,
Give me rainclouds, give me bedtime just sometimes.
Typical Isakov.

Classic.
djmase

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oh, mercy.

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brotherstories:

“That Year”- Brandi Carlile

This song has messed with my heart for quite some time now…those years that make us angry, confused and sad. It takes courage to tell a story like this.

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What if we took these words that we so easily sing to Him and actually believe them? I’m challenged with this thought that He is all-powerful and that He will make all things good, that He will provide, that He is everything I [we] need. 

I give it all to you God, trusting that You’ll make something beautiful out of me.

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And I will climb this mountain with my hands wide open.

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prevailzine:

you are Mine

this.

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So lift your voice just one more time 
If there’s any hope may it be a sign 
That everything was made to shine 
Despite what you can see 
So take this bread and drink this wine 
And hide your spirit within the vine 
Where all things will work by a good design 
For those who will believe 

And let go, of all, we cannot hold onto 
For the hope, beyond, the blue 

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