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He Withholds No Good Things From Us (3 Songs)

Enough (by Sara Groves from the album, Floodplain)

Late nights, long hours
Questions are drawn like a thin red line
No comfort left over
No safe harbor in sight

Really we don’t need much
Just strength to believe
There’s honey in the rock,
There’s more than we see
In these patches of joy
These stretches of sorrow
There’s enough for today
There will be enough tomorrow

Upstairs a child is sleeping
What a light in our strain and stress
We pray without speaking
Lord help us wait in kindness

 

Open My Hands (by Sara Groves from the album, Invisible Empires)

I believe in a blessing I don’t understand
I’ve seen rain fall on wicked and the just
Rain is no measure of his faithfulness
He withholds no good thing from us
No good thing from us, no good thing from us

I believe in a peace that flows deeper than pain
That broken find healing in love
Pain is no measure of his faithfulness
He withholds no good thing from us
No good thing from us, no good thing from us

I will open my hands, will open my heart
I will open my hands, will open my heart
I am nodding my head an emphatic yes
To all that You have for me

I believe in a fountain that will never dry
Though I’ve thirsted and didn’t have enough
Thirst is no measure of his faithfulness
He withholds no good thing from us
No good thing from us, no good thing from us

 

Different Kinds of Happy (by Sara Groves from the album, Fireflies and Songs)

Go on and ask me anything
What do you need to know
I’m not holding on to anything
I’m not willing to let go of
To be free, to be free

I’ve got to ask you something
But please don’t be afraid
There’s a promise here that’s heavier
Than your answer might weigh
Baby it’s me, it’s me

It’s a sweet, sweet thing
Standing here with you and nothing to hide
Light shining down to our very insides
Sharing our secrets, bearing our souls,
Helping each other come clean

Secrets and cyphers
There’s no good way to hide
There’s redemption in confession
And freedom in the light
I’m not afraid, I’m not afraid

Better than our promises
Is the day we got to keep them
I wish those two could see us now
They never would believe how
There are different kinds of happy
Different kinds of happy

It’s a sweet, sweet thing
Standing here with you and nothing to hide
Light shining down to our very insides
Loving each other, knowing each other,
Helping each other,
Sharing our secrets, bearing our souls,
Helping each other come clean

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