Suffer (Therapy's Suffer Well session) Songtext
von The Echoing Green

And the moon is a sliver of silver
Like a shaving that fell on the floor of a carpenter′s shop
And every house must have its builder
And I awoke in the House of God
Where the windows are mornings and evenings
Stretched from the sun across the sky north to south
And on my way to early meeting
I heard the rocks crying out, I heard the rocks crying out
Be praised for all Your tenderness
By these works of Your hands
Suns that rise and rains that fall to bless
And bring to life Your land
Look down upon this winter wheat
And be glad that You have made
Blue for the sky and the color green
That fills these fields with praise
And the wrens have returned and they're nesting
In the hollow of that oak where His heart once had been
And He lifts up His arms in a blessing
For being born again And the streams are all swollen with winter
Winter unfrozen and free to run away now
And I′m amazed when I remember
Who it was that built this house and with the rocks I cry out
Be praised for all Your tenderness
By these works of Your hands
Suns that rise and rains that fall to bless
And bring to life Your land
Look down upon this winter wheat
And be glad that You have made
Blue for the sky and the color green
Be praised for all Your tenderness
By these works of Your hands
Suns that rise and rains that fall to bless
And bring to life Your land
Look down upon this winter wheat
And be glad that You have made
Blue for the sky and the color green
That fills these fields with praise