The Myre and The Myrtle by Ryan Taylor and Markeist Warthen Lyrics
Though night seems long
I remember the sound of Your goodness
You sing Your song to
Surround me with deliverance
Here in this moment
You lead me to drown out the lie
You never left me
And only You can satisfy
We give our fears to the one who can save us
We lift our love to the one who forgave us
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
There’s beauty for ashes
Joy for the mourning
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
And out of the myre
Will come up the myrtle
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
Though night seems long
I remember the sound of Your goodness
You sing Your song to
Surround me with deliverance
Here in this moment
You lead me to drown out the lie
You never left me
And only You can satisfy
We give our fears to the one who can save us
We lift our love to the one who forgave us
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
There’s beauty for ashes
Joy for the mourning
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
And out of the myre
Will come up the myrtle
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
We will see in the land of the living
Full of thanksgiving
The goodness of Jesus
We will see in the land of the living
You do just as You promise
You do just as You promise
You do just as You promise
You do just as You promise
You do just as You promise
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
There’s beauty for ashes
Joy for the mourning
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
And out of the myre
Will come up the myrtle
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
The weeping is over
The weeping is over
The weeping is over
The weeping is over
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
There’s beauty for ashes
Joy for the mourning
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
And out of the myre
Will come up the myrtle
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
I remember the sound of Your goodness
You sing Your song to
Surround me with deliverance
Here in this moment
You lead me to drown out the lie
You never left me
And only You can satisfy
We give our fears to the one who can save us
We lift our love to the one who forgave us
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
There’s beauty for ashes
Joy for the mourning
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
And out of the myre
Will come up the myrtle
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
Though night seems long
I remember the sound of Your goodness
You sing Your song to
Surround me with deliverance
Here in this moment
You lead me to drown out the lie
You never left me
And only You can satisfy
We give our fears to the one who can save us
We lift our love to the one who forgave us
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
There’s beauty for ashes
Joy for the mourning
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
And out of the myre
Will come up the myrtle
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
We will see in the land of the living
Full of thanksgiving
The goodness of Jesus
We will see in the land of the living
You do just as You promise
You do just as You promise
You do just as You promise
You do just as You promise
You do just as You promise
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
There’s beauty for ashes
Joy for the mourning
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
And out of the myre
Will come up the myrtle
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
The weeping is over
The weeping is over
The weeping is over
The weeping is over
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
There’s beauty for ashes
Joy for the mourning
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds
We will call on You while You are near
We’ll seek Your face while You can be found
And out of the myre
Will come up the myrtle
The weeping is over
Your grace abounds