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No Other Gods
Wayne Watson
Isaiah 29:13/Jeremiah 51:17-18/Exodus 20:3
My temple is built on wood and of stone
Each space is filled with the things that I own
Idols and gods that call me to bow
I try to be free but there's no freedom now...No freedom now
The ones I hold dear--Those most precious to me
Some days I set them afloat on an indifferent sea
And these things in first place--They're worth nothing at all
At night in my dreams graven images call
Chorus
And my gods won't let me sleep
And what a man sows that he will reap
I toss and turn at night
I've got places to go, got battles to fight
And my gods won't let me sleep...tonight
Ambitions once good--Once noble and pure
Now rule with a rod and I cannot endure
Those bonds I have forged with two will hands
They're not easily torn by the strength of a man
Chorus
No other gods before you--No other holy shrines
Oh, I want to sleep in peace when I lie down
All other voices calling
All of the hands that pull me
Call and demand allegiance to their crown
Chorus
One day recently past, I spent several hours trying to restore my
reputation in a fellow man's eye. My anxiety lasted into the
early hours of the morning. I realized that my reputation
(whatever there is of one) was ruling me from God's chair.
Things, not bad in themselves, can be relentless masters when put
in the place of rule reserved for the Lord.
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in the place of rule reserved for the Lord.
Things, not bad in themselves, can be relentless masters when put
(whatever there is of one) was ruling me from God's chair.
early hours of the morning. I realized that my reputation
reputation in a fellow man's eye. My anxiety lasted into the
One day recently past, I spent several hours trying to restore my
Chorus
Call and demand allegiance to their crown
All of the hands that pull me
All other voices calling
Oh, I want to sleep in peace when I lie down
No other gods before you--No other holy shrines
Chorus
They're not easily torn by the strength of a man
Those bonds I have forged with two will hands
Now rule with a rod and I cannot endure
Ambitions once good--Once noble and pure
And my gods won't let me sleep...tonight
I've got places to go, got battles to fight
I toss and turn at night
And what a man sows that he will reap
And my gods won't let me sleep
Chorus
At night in my dreams graven images call
And these things in first place--They're worth nothing at all
Some days I set them afloat on an indifferent sea
The ones I hold dear--Those most precious to me
I try to be free but there's no freedom now...No freedom now
Idols and gods that call me to bow
Each space is filled with the things that I own
My temple is built on wood and of stone
Isaiah 29:13/Jeremiah 51:17-18/Exodus 20:3
Wayne Watson
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