Demos 2014

by Timmy Gleaner

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released October 22, 2014

Recorded at Bluebrick Recordings, Avon, NY by Jesse Sprinkle except "The Hardest Thing to Say" recorded at Paul & BettyJo's house
Photo by Lisa Barker

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Track Name: Yet I Will Trust You (Habakkuk's Prayer) demo
Though the fig tree does not blossom
and no fruit is on the vine
Yet I will trust you
Yet I will trust you

Though the cattle stalls are empty and the sheep starve on the hill
your best friend may desert you, but your Shepherd never will

Though the fig tree does not blossom
and no fruit is on the vine
Yet I will trust you
Yet I will trust you

Though the well is black with mildew and the grain is white with mold
the Shepherd's voice will lead you to the waters deep and cold

Though the fig tree does not blossom
and no fruit is on the vine
Yet I will trust you
Yet I will trust you

Though the sun destroys the wheat fields and the rains refuse to fall

the Shepherd's hands will lift you on his shoulders strong and tall
and wrap you safely in his shawl
he will never let you fall

Threads may come unraveled,
but he will weave and tie them all.
Track Name: The Hardest Thing to Say (demo)
It’s hard to hear that I need saving, it’s hard to hear
It’s hard to hear that I need saving,
I’d rather hear that I am perfect just the way I am
there isn’t any master plan, and the only sin is not to follow what I feel

It’s hard to hear we’re in a battle, it’s hard to hear
It’s hard to hear we’re in a battle,
I’d rather hear that there’s no hell, no heaven after death
Just the body and the breath
and the devil’s just as real as you let him be
and God’s the deepest part of you and me

It’s hard to say, “I’ll follow Jesus”, it’s hard to say
I’d like to say, “I’ll follow Jesus”,
but sometimes his words just make my hair stand up on end
I’ve spent a lifetime pleasing friends
and looking for a life that pleases me
Working for a kingdom I can see

Preacher says a broken bone
if it grows together wrong
must be broken and re-set to truly heal
I can hear his aching groans
echo in this heart of stone
and I offer up a prayer from where I kneel
When I stand again, set me on a path that’s real!

It’s so hard to say “I’m sorry”, it’s hard to say
It’s so hard to say “I’m sorry”, it’s hard to say
It’s so hard to say “I’m sorry”,
it’s easier to say I was just made this way
don’t tell me that I’ve gone astray
and everything behind me turns to gray
and everything inside me turns to gray
and all that lies before me turns to gray
until I say the hardest thing to say