Ancient and Brave Songtext
von John Mark McMillan & Sarah McMillan
Ancient and Brave Songtext
Ancient and brave
Do you feel the weight of
Every woman′s pain
All of these years
Do you stain your face with
Every woman's tears
While they say
"Where is God at a time like this?
Where is God?"
"Where is God at a time like this?
Where is God?"
Ancient and brave
Do you suffer the fate of
Every man′s rage
All of these years
Do you stain your heart with
Every man's fears
While they say
"Where is God at a time like this?
Where is God?"
"Where is God at a time like this?
Where is God?"
Every bullet, every blow, every wanton first
Would we covet the power you hold
If we knew it would be like this
Every bullet, every blow, every wanton first
Would we covet the power you hold
If we knew it would suffer this
You cut the mountains with volcanic rage, stone, and ash
You lit the firmament ablaze
You pulled the waters back
You drank the mortal cup
To feel the blast of senseless acts
You blotted out the blood of war
With blood upon your back
You cut the mountains with volcanic rage, stone, and ash
You lit the firmament ablaze
You pulled the waters back
You drank the mortal cup
To feel the blast of senseless acts
You blotted out the blood of war
With centuries upon your back
Do you feel the weight of
Every woman′s pain
All of these years
Do you stain your face with
Every woman's tears
While they say
"Where is God at a time like this?
Where is God?"
"Where is God at a time like this?
Where is God?"
Ancient and brave
Do you suffer the fate of
Every man′s rage
All of these years
Do you stain your heart with
Every man's fears
While they say
"Where is God at a time like this?
Where is God?"
"Where is God at a time like this?
Where is God?"
Every bullet, every blow, every wanton first
Would we covet the power you hold
If we knew it would be like this
Every bullet, every blow, every wanton first
Would we covet the power you hold
If we knew it would suffer this
You cut the mountains with volcanic rage, stone, and ash
You lit the firmament ablaze
You pulled the waters back
You drank the mortal cup
To feel the blast of senseless acts
You blotted out the blood of war
With blood upon your back
You cut the mountains with volcanic rage, stone, and ash
You lit the firmament ablaze
You pulled the waters back
You drank the mortal cup
To feel the blast of senseless acts
You blotted out the blood of war
With centuries upon your back
Writer(s): John Mark Mcmillan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com