Crowder - American Prodigal Lyrics
American Intro
All of heaven open wider
So Your angels come down strong
Cause I'm singing and need a choir
Straight from heaven to sing along
Come on, hallelujah
Come on, hallelujah
Come on, hallelujah
Come on, hallelujah
Earth and heaven, singin' on
[x2]
Writer: David Crowder
Copyright: Lyrics © CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP
Keep Me
That devil keep calling, calling me back
O Lord I'm crying, I need Your help
Keep me from trouble keep me from hell
Lord keep me walkin', walkin', walkin',
Lord keep me
This road is narrow the way is steep
I try to follow, but I can barely see
Left, right, Lord I try
to walk this walk to fight this fight
You keep on tellin' me you're not afraid of me
But I can tell by the way that you look at me
Always the little ones
With the fight in em you're not one of em
Walking around with your j's on the ground
Look at the sky, follow my eyes
I'm gonna fly leave you behind
I'm gonna fly leave you behind!
That devil keep calling, calling me back
O Lord I'm crying, I need Your help
Keep me from trouble keep me from hell
Lord keep me walkin', walkin',
Lord keep me walkin',
Lord keep me walkin',
Lord keep me walkin',
Lord keep me walkin',
Lord keep me walkin',
My spirit's willing my flesh is weak
I beg for healing, Lord I'm on my knees
Wrong, right, You know I try
To walk this walk to fight this fight!
I've been washed in the blood, drawn in the flood
Covered and clean like a winter white scene
Tell you right now, you got nothing on me so run devil run
Eyes on the sun, ain't goin back
I'm in the Son ain't gonna crack
I'm gonna fly leave you behind
I'm gonna fly leave you behind!
That devil keep calling, calling me back
O Lord I'm crying, I need Your help
Keep me from trouble keep me from hell
Lord keep me walkin', walkin', walkin',
Lord keep me walkin',
Lord keep me walkin'
Lord keep me walkin'
Lord keep me walkin', walkin', walkin',
No matter how far I've gone or will go
You keep on calling me calling me home
No matter how far I've run or will roam
You keep on calling me calling me home
No matter how far I've gone or will go
You keep on calling me calling me home
No matter how far I've run or will roam
You keep on calling me calling me home
Writer: HANK BENTLEY, DAVID GARCIA, DAVID CROWDER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, ESSENTIAL MUSIC PUBLISHING
Run Devil Run
Run devil, run devil
Run devil, run
I got something make the devil gonna run
He been dancing till the break of dawn
Devil gon' try to take a shot at me
He got none, but baby I got three
He tryna make a fool outta me
Y'all taking out my sanity
He ain't nothing but a silver tongue
I got something make the devil gonna run
I got something make the devil gonna run
I got something make the devil be gone
Run devil, run devil, run devil run
You bet your bottom dollar he's gonna be gone
I got something make the devil gonna run
Run devil, run devil
Run devil run
Run devil, run devil
Run devil run
I got something make the devil go away
I've been dancing all night and day
Holy Ghost, filled with fire
Look out devil we got revival
Now people gonna move and say
Holy Roman murder scene
He ain't nothing but a silver tongue
And I got something make the devil gonna run
I got something make the devil gonna run
I got something make the devil be gone
Run devil, run devil, run devil run
You bet your bottom dollar he's gonna be gone
I got something make the devil gonna run
I got the King of kings and the Lords of hosts
I got angel armies and a Holy Ghost
I got spirits here that are tied by fire
I got a valley of bones that came alive
I got a cross, a hill, and an empty grave
I got a trumpet sound and one sweet name
Shake the gate of hell, the sinners and dogs
I got my Jesus and the devil gotta run
I got something make the devil gonna run
I got something make the devil be gone
Run devil, run devil, run devil, run
You bet your bottom dollar he's gonna be gone
I got something make the devil gonna run
Run devil, run devil
Run devil run
Writer: David Crowder, Rebecca Lauren Olds, Solomon Olds
Copyright: Lyrics © CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP, MOON AND MUSKY MUSIC
My Victory
You came for criminals and every pharisee
You came for hypocrites, even one like me
You carried sin and shame the guilt of every man
The weight of all I've done nailed into Your hands
Oh, Your love bled for me
Oh, Your blood in crimson streams
Oh, Your death is hell's defeat
A cross meant to kill is my victory
Oh, Your amazing grace, I've seen and tasted it
It's running through my veins
I can't escape its grip in You my soul is safe
You uncover everything
Oh, Your love bled for me
Oh, Your blood in crimson streams
Oh, Your death is hell's defeat
A cross meant to kill is my victory
Behold the Lamb of God
Who takes away our sin, who takes away our sin
The holy Lamb of God
Makes us alive again
Makes us alive again
Behold the Lamb of God
Who takes away our sin, who takes away our sin
The holy Lamb of God
Makes us alive again
Makes us alive again
Oh, Your love bled for me
Oh, Your blood in crimson streams
Oh, Your death is hell's defeat
A cross meant to kill is my victory
Writer: Charles Bentley, Darren Mulligan, David Crowder, Ed Cash
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, MUSIC SERVICES, INC.
Prove It
There is calm then there is storm
There is peace then there is war
There is love then we are torn,
oh Lord!
There's a void then there's a song
There's a death then we are born
There is blood then we are home,
oh Lord
If you're free prove it!
If you're free prove it!
If you're not loose the chains on your soul!
Come, freedom!
There are slaves and there are kings
All are bound till they are free
All misplaced till they believe
oh, Lord!
If you're free prove it!
If you're free prove it!
If you're not loose the chains on your soul!
Come, freedom!
If freedom is free as they say it is
Where we go where they displayin' it?
We wanna start where the chains end
Is the promised land up for the taken (take it)?
No one was free on a slave ship (oh), only a slave would enslave men (oh)
Egypt is still in our nature, it changes faces, face it (who liberates them?)
I'ma need more then they payin' me I don't need money I need a eagle wing liberty
Free indeed hidden deep is a plea, I'd rather die than be Steeped beneath tyranny
Oh just like I got it I give it like (oh), grace to the nations No hate for you (no)
We integrated we be interracial, You lovin' your neighbors then go let 'em know!
If you're free prove it!
If you're free prove it!
If you're not loose the chains on your soul!
Come, freedom!
Writer: HANK BENTLEY, DAVID CROWDER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, ESSENTIAL MUSIC PUBLISHING
All You Burdens
All you burdens weigh me down
Lay my yoke on crimson ground
Feel the rush of angel's wings
Soon, oh Lord we will break free!
We shall overcome!
Rise, oh children rise and sing
Chains are broken victory
Trumpets sounding this our plea
Coming soon to carry me
We shall overcome!
We shall overcome...
Writer: REBECCA OLDS, DAVID CROWDER, OZ FOX, KEVIN HOWREN, SOLOMON OLDS
Copyright: Lyrics © CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP, MOON AND MUSKY MUSIC
Back To The Garden
I was born to be royal
I was made to be free
But I was torn from the garden
When that devil lied to me
I was formed from the soil
I got dirt inside of me
But I was born to be royal
I was made for glory
Take me back to the garden
Take me back and walk with me
For Your presence I am longing
Take me back
God, take me back!
Take me down to the river
Down to Eden's crystal streams
Where every sin can be forgiven
Holy Ghost come set me free
Take me back to the garden
Take me back and walk with me
For Your presence I am longing
Take me back!
God, take me back!
Back to Your Kingdom come
Take me back!
Back to Your Kingdom, come!
I was born to be royal
I was made to be free
Writer: DAVID CROWDER, SETH OWEN PHILPOTT, HANK BENTLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, ESSENTIAL MUSIC PUBLISHING
Forgiven
I'm the one who held the nail
It was cold between my fingertips
I've hidden in the garden
I've denied You with my very lips
God, I fall down to my knees
with a hammer in my hand
You look at me, arms open
Forgiven! Forgiven!
Child there is freedom from all of it
Say goodbye to every sin
You are forgiven!
I've done things I wish I hadn't done
I've seen things I wish I hadn't seen
Just the thought of Your amazing grace
God, I fall down to my knees
with a hammer in my hand
You look at me, arms open
Forgiven! Forgiven!
Child there is freedom from all of it
Say goodbye to every sin
You are forgiven!
I could've been six feet under
I could've been lost forever
Yeah I should be in that fire
But now there's fire inside of me
Here I am a dead man walking
No grave gonna hold God's people
All the weight of all our evil
Lifted away forever free
Who could believe, who could believe?
Forgiven! Forgiven!
You love me even when I don't deserve it
Forgiven! I'm Forgiven!
Jesus Your blood makes me innocent
So I will say goodbye to every sin
I am forgiven!
Forgiven! Forgiven!
Child there is freedom from all of it
Say goodbye to every sin
You are forgiven!
Writer: Ed Cash, David Crowder
Copyright: Lyrics © Capitol CMG Publishing
Promised Land (Glory, Hallelujah)
I'm the one who held the nail
It was cold between my fingertips
I've hidden in the garden
I've denied You with my very lips
God, I fall down to my knees
with a hammer in my hand
You look at me, arms open
Forgiven! Forgiven!
Child there is freedom from all of it
Say goodbye to every sin
You are forgiven!
I've done things I wish I hadn't done
I've seen things I wish I hadn't seen
Just the thought of Your amazing grace
God, I fall down to my knees
with a hammer in my hand
You look at me, arms open
Forgiven! Forgiven!
Child there is freedom from all of it
Say goodbye to every sin
You are forgiven!
I could've been six feet under
I could've been lost forever
Yeah I should be in that fire
But now there's fire inside of me
Here I am a dead man walking
No grave gonna hold God's people
All the weight of all our evil
Lifted away forever free
Who could believe, who could believe?
Forgiven! Forgiven!
You love me even when I don't deserve it
Forgiven! I'm Forgiven!
Jesus Your blood makes me innocent
So I will say goodbye to every sin
I am forgiven!
Forgiven! Forgiven!
Child there is freedom from all of it
Say goodbye to every sin
You are forgiven!
Writer: HANK BENTLEY, TEDASHII ANDERSON, DAVID CROWDER
Copyright: Lyrics © ESSENTIAL MUSIC PUBLISHING, Capitol CMG Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
All My Hope
I've been held by the Savior
I've felt fire from above
I've been down to the river
I ain't the same, a prodigal returned
All my hope is in Jesus
Thank God that yesterday's gone
All my sins are forgiven
And I've been washed by the blood
I'm no stranger to prison
I've worn shackles and chains
But I've been freed and forgiven
And I'm not going back, I'll never be the same
That's why I sing
All my hope is in Jesus
Thank God that yesterday's gone
All my sins are forgiven
I've been washed by the blood
There's a kind of thing that just breaks a man
Break him down to his knees
God, I've been broken more than a time or two
Yes, Lord then
Then He picked me up and showed me What it means to be a man
Come on and sing all my hope is in Jesus
Thank God that yesterday's gone
Yes, all my sins are forgiven
I've been washed by the blood
Come on and sing all my hope is in Jesus
Thank God that yesterday's gone
Yes, all my sins are forgiven
Oh I've been washed by the blood, oh oh
Writer: David Crowder, Ed Cash
Copyright: Lyrics © Capitol CMG Publishing
Shouting Grounds
Take me to the shouting grounds
A prodigal lost was found
I should be dead right now
but I am alive
I just want to see Your face
You're calling me from my grave
Take me to the shouting grounds
it's gonna get loud
Dead man come walkin' out
When you hear the sound of mercy
Dead man come shouting out
Get out the ground you're breathing!
All who were once asleep are waking up to sing
Take me to the shouting grounds
A prodigal lost was found
I should be dead right now
but I am alive
I just want to see Your face
You're calling me from my grave
Take me to the shouting grounds
it's gonna get loud
Hey - oh,
Hey - oh
Hey - oh,
Hey - oh
No grave gonna hold me down
Can you hear the sound of saving?
No grave gonna hold me down
Can you feel the found it's shaking?
All who were once asleep are waking up to sing
Take me to the shouting grounds
A prodigal lost was found
I should be dead right now
but I am alive
I just want to see Your face
You're calling me from my grave
Take me to the shouting grounds
it's gonna get loud
Hey-oh-ey, hey-oh-eh,
Hey-oh-ey-oh-ey-oh...
Hey - oh
Hey - oh
Take me to the shouting grounds!
Take me to the shouting grounds!
Writer: DAVID CROWDER, EDMOND MARTIN CASH
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SERVICES, INC.
Shepherd
The Lord my portion
I shall not want
The Lord my comfort
I shall not fear
Yea, though I walk through the valley low
Yeah, though the path gets steep
Surely goodness will follow me
Every promise will be light to my feet
When my heart is prone to wandering
Jesus You shepherd me
The Lord my keeper
I stand secure
The Lord my healer
Your love endures
Yea, though I walk through the valley low
Yeah though the path gets steep
Surely goodness will follow me
Every promise will be light to my feet
When my heart is prone to wandering
Jesus You shepherd me
And I will dwell for all my days
In the shadow of Your relentless grace
And I will dwell for all my days
In Your presence
Your presence!
Surely goodness will follow me
Every promise will be light to my feet
When my heart is prone to wandering
Jesus You shepherd me
Surely goodness will follow me
Every promise will be light to my feet
When my heart is prone to wandering
Surely goodness will follow me
Every promise will be light to my feet
When my heart is prone to wandering
Jesus You shepherd me
Oh my Jesus, You shepherd me
Writer: HANK BENTLEY, DAVID CROWDER, BART MILLARD, MIA FIELDES
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, ESSENTIAL MUSIC PUBLISHING, CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP
All We Sinners
On yonder hill, the darkness flew
The morning broke in light and dew
When day had come again anew
All we sinners sang
In muck and mire our wretched souls
Had fallen to the depths below
Hell deserved, but there was hope
All we sinners sang
Saved, we are saved
The gates of heaven wide open
Saved, we are saved
The keys to the grave have been stolen
What could ever pay the cost?
On Calvary's hill there rose a cross
And could it be that evil lost?
All we sinners sang and all we sinners sang
Saved, we are saved
The gates of heaven wide open
Saved, we are saved
The keys to the grave have been stolen
The crimson river, like a flood
Came washing over all of us
It swallowed sin and death right up
And all we sinners sang
Yeah, all we sinners sang
Saved, we are saved
The gates of heaven wide open
Saved, we are saved
The keys to the grave have been stolen
On yonder hill, where darkness flew
The morning breaks in light and dew
Day has come again anew
All we sinners sang
Writer: David Crowder, Ed Cash, Seth Philpott
Copyright: Lyrics © CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP, MUSIC SERVICES, INC.
American Outro
There is calm then there is storm
There is peace then there is war
There is love then we are torn,
oh Lord!
There's a void then there's a song
There's a death then we are born
There is blood then we are home,
oh Lord
If you're free prove it!
If you're free prove it!
If you're not loose the chains on your soul!
Come, freedom!
There are slaves and there are kings
All are bound till they are free
All misplaced till they believe
oh, Lord!
If you're free prove it!
If you're free prove it!
If you're not loose the chains on your soul!
Come, freedom!
If freedom is free as they say it is
Where we go where they displayin' it?
We wanna start where the chains end
Is the promised land up for the taken (take it)?
No one was free on a slave ship (oh), only a slave would enslave men (oh)
Egypt is still in our nature, it changes faces, face it (who liberates them?)
I'ma need more then they payin' me I don't need money I need a eagle wing liberty
Free indeed hidden deep is a plea, I'd rather die than be Steeped beneath tyranny
Oh just like I got it I give it like (oh), grace to the nations No hate for you (no)
We integrated we be interracial, You lovin' your neighbors then go let 'em know!
If you're free prove it!
If you're free prove it!
If you're not loose the chains on your soul!
Come, freedom!
Writer: Hank Bentley, David Crowder
Copyright: Lyrics © ESSENTIAL MUSIC PUBLISHING, Capitol CMG Publishing
Praise The Lord
I used to shake You like an 8-ball
I used to shoot You like a gun
I used to hold You like a hammer
Try to nail down everyone
I used to keep You in a steeple
Used to bind You in a Book
I used to take You like prescription
Without knowing what I took
But now I just don't buy it anymore
No, I've tried and I've tried to know everything for sure
But I find I know less as I come to know You more
You're not who I thought You were
Praise the Lord
Your love's an ocean, not a river
A symphony, not just a song
I don't think everybody's right
I just think most of us were wrong
I think that when we get to Heaven
We're gonna laugh when we can see
How hard we try to make it
And how easy it should be
And so I just don't buy it anymore
No, I've tried and I've tried to know everything for sure
But I find I know less as I come to know You more
You're not who I thought You were
Praise the Lord
Providence is endless
Mercy is a mystery
And fear is no good reason
To believe in anything
So I just don't buy it anymore
No, I've tried and I've tried to know everything for sure
But I find I know less as I come to know You more
You're not who I thought You were
Praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Great Rejoicing
There's gonna be, a great rejoicing
There's gonna be, a great rejoicing
There's gonna be, a great rejoicing
Troubles of this world, will wither up and die
That river of tears made by the lonely, someday will be dry
There's gonna be, a great rejoicing
There's gonna be, a great rejoicing
Questions of this world, someday will be known
Who's robbing you of peace, and who's the giver
There's gonna be, a great joy river
There's gonna be, a great joy river
Someday you'll find me, guarded in His fortress
Open-hearted wings that, never touch the ground
Someday we will gather, in the grand reunion
Debts of this old world, are nowhere to be found
Nowhere to be found, are nowhere to be found
(There's gonna be, a great rejoicing)
There's gonna be, a great rejoicing
There's gonna be, a great rejoicing
Writer: Thad Aaron Cockrell
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
American I/O
All of heaven open wider
So Your angels come down strong
Cause I'm singing and need a choir
Straight from heaven to sing along
Come on, hallelujah
Come on, hallelujah
Come on, hallelujah
Come on, hallelujah
[?] heaven, sing along
Come on, hallelujah
Come on, hallelujah
Come on, hallelujah
Come on, hallelujah
[?] heaven, sing along
Out of the ruins
Back to communion
Out of the ruins
Back to communion
Out of the ruins
Back to communion
Out of the ruins
Back to communion
Out of the ruins
Back to communion
Out of the ruins
Back to communion
Out of the ruins
Back to communion
Out of the ruins
Back to communion
Writer: DAVID CROWDER, HANK BENTLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP