Worship songwriting before:
Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made,
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade,
To write the love of God above,
Would drain the ocean dry.
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.
The Love of God by Frederick Lehman
Worship songwriting today:
Father just words
And I have so few
I run out too fast
to speak them to you (repeat)
You are indescribable
You are beyond expression
I run out of words for you
I can’t think that high…
So High by Ben and Michelle Patterson
Are we giving up too quickly these days in finding ways to communicate to our generation the greatness of God?