Tekster:
Casting Crowns The Altar And The Door

That are sure to follow It?s a slow fade When you give yourself away It?s a slow fade When black and white are turned to gray And thoughts invade, choices

and feels the way The uncertainty of my tomorrow The guilt and pain of yesterday Is there hope for every man? A solid place where we can stand In this dry and

faith and my plans Somewhere between the safety of the boat and the crashing waves Somewhere between a whisper and the Lord Somewhere between the altar and the door

shirt What this world needs Is for us to stop hiding behind our relevance Blending in so well that people can't see the difference And it's the difference

would raise a noise to make the heavens ring If all I had was one last chance I?d take it, I would stake it all on You And if I could rise up high And

you say For empty words and promises lead broken hearts astray It's a slow fade when you give yourself away It's a slow fade when black and white have

but this time, Jesus, how can I be sure I will not lose my follow through Between the altar and the door Here at the altar, oh my world so black and

high and catch a glimpse of every eye I would make them believe What I feel inside If I could live a thousand lives and bind the hands of time If I could rise up high and

perfect thing To You be the glory Maker of Heaven and of Earth No one can comprehend Your worth King over all the universe To You be the glory And I