Every newborn is a stranger To this world we don’t
belong
There is trouble,
there is danger Born again, we battle on
For our enemy’s a vulture And he would love to
pick our bones
All the carrion of the culture Want to steal
the truth we’ve known
A pilgrim on the path divine Through a brutal battlefield
Where illusions rise to cloud our minds We must
fight and never yield
The weak and wounded Jesus calms- He will comfort
and defend
He will bind us up with blessed balms, Broken
spirits He will mend.
Chorus:
Lay your head down weary warrior Lay your head on
Jesus’ breast
Cast your bones upon this altar Let it go and
find your rest
He’ll raise you up and give you power In your weakness
He’ll be strong
Let His Spirit
be your tower Flee to Him where
you belong!
There is resurrection power That buries me to raise
my bones
And I rise up like some holy flower Facing new knowns
and unknowns
What will I do with this new breath For in a
world of death we live
And yet we overcome through death, and joy for
the journey He will give
There’s a better day a comin' When your time on
earth is done
Where the wheels will cease their hummin' And the
silence bids you come.
Lay your head down saddened soldier All your
weapons lay them down
For there’s respite from the battle Solace on this
battle ground.
Chorus:
Lay Your head down weary warrior, rest within His
mighty arms
He will break down every barrier He will keep
your soul from harm
Lay your head down weary warrior Lay you head on
Jesus’ breast
Cast your bones upon this altar Let it go and
find your rest
Let it go and find your rest
Let it go and find your rest
November 2, 2019
Anthony Foster
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