Come down from the stars Well, I've got no answers Come down from your mountain When I′ve got no answers And Aphrodite would not weep So shall I plant sequoias Then sow my body to my Maker Writer(s): John Mark Mcmillan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Come down from the stars, show your human scars Come down from your
mountain, your high-rise apartment And Aphrodite would not weep, nor Zeus would suffer for the weak So shall I plant sequoias and revel in the soil Song by John Mark McMillan Report Story supported by 88 fans who also own “Peopled With Dreams” Josh, your music has been a wonderful discovery for me recently as I have found myself being drawn back to the Lord. Thank you for what you do. In this we know that we love the children of God, when we love God, and keep his commandments. For this is the love of God, that we keep his commandments: and his commandments are not burdenous. 1 John 5:2-3 Nathan Smith go to album |