BOB BENNETT
Live at Judson University
Released January 13, 2017

LYRICS:

JOY DEEP AS SORROW
W/M: Bob Bennett
© 2012 Bright Avenue Songs (ASCAP)

I want good to come after me
Half as relentlessly
As trouble does … like a curse
I want health to protect me
Invade and infect me
Like disease does … but in reverse

I want sweetness and light
To keep me up all night
Happy hours passing without sleep
As sharp as a knife
I want love in this life
To cut me fast … cut me deep
I’d like to see good fortune
Paint a target on my back
I want laughter to stage
A surprise attack

One fine day
Maybe two or three in a row
Blessings lined up
Waiting to become the status quo
I don’t want to be unfaithful
But I really want to know
Is there a joy deep as sorrow?

The story is told
From the days of old
About the sad fate of humankind
How at some prenatal stage
Or accountable age
We’re all hell-bent in heart and mind
We used to call it sin
But now we’re not so sure
Seems when everybody’s God
Then there’s no need for a cure … or …

One fine day
Maybe two or three in a row
Blessings lined up
Ready to become the status quo
I don’t want to be unfaithful
But I really want to know
Is there a joy deep as sorrow?

Joy deep as sorrow
Pleasure as potent as pain
Stable as an earthquake
Harmless as a hurricane
Inmates freed from the asylum
At long last everybody driven sane
By a joy as deep as sorrow

What if ecstasy
Reinvented me
So little children would point and smile
What if misery
Were like the lottery
All my losing tickets in a pile
An avalanche of platitudes
Better left unsaid
When that which does not kill me
Makes me wish that I was dead

Every day that I am walking
It’s always something new
I want to step in a pile of good
And leave it on my shoe …

One fine day
Maybe two or three in a row
One fine day
A joy deep as sorrow

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CARPENTER GONE BAD?
W/M: Bob Bennett
© 1979 Straightway Music (ASCAP)

There’s a man down in the street
Says he’s the Messiah
Telling people he is the Chosen One
Says that He is in the Father
And the Father’s in the Son

Empty nets made full of fish
And blind eyes that see
Didn’t he used to work with wood in Galilee?
Now he’s in the synagogue
Telling people they are wrong
To live as whitewashed tombs
Full of dead men’s bones

Some say he is the Son of God
Others laugh and call him mad
Well do you think he’s who they say he is
Or just a carpenter gone bad?

People talking about him wherever I go
They say he teaches with authority
Is there something I don’t know?
The say it is his fervent prayer
That we stay in the Father’s care
And believe that he is the Word made man

Some say he is the Son of God
Others laugh and call him mad
Well do you think he’s who he says he is
Or just a carpenter gone bad?

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HOPE LIKE A STRANGER
W/M: Bob Bennett
© 1991 Bright Avenue Songs (ASCAP)

Hope, like a stranger, came to my door
I was afraid, I was rude
“What are you coming here for?
Have you come to stay
Or are you just passing through?
I’ve seen your face
But I do not know you”
And he said, “You know me,
But I’ve had to remain
Hidden in the shadows
Of your sorrow and pain
For you have lived your life
As a slave, so it seems
Believing your nightmares
Instead of your dreams”

Hope, like a stranger
Posed a question like a dare
“Can you mask the mysteries of your heart
Pretending not to care?
For the thing that you dismissed
With your cynical facade
Was the hope you’d been given
From the very heart of God
And it drove you in secret
But you held it close at bay
And you tried to disown me
But you’re not made to be that way
And so I stand here, longing
For no matter where you run
I will wait like the father
Of the Prodigal Son”

He said, “Hope by itself,
It can never be an end
It’s like holding paper money
That’s impossible to spend
Unless the value is a given
The bargain’s incomplete”
Then he showed me the scars
On his hands and his feet
I touched his wounds
As I steadied my nerve
He said, “I only bear the marks
Of the Master I serve
And He sends me here to tell you
I am bound up with Him
And you’d do well, when He comes
To also let Him in”

Hope, like a stranger, came to my door
But he’s risen and he stays
A stranger no more

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LORD OF THE PAST
Words & Music: Bob Bennett
© 1989 Matters Of The Heart Music (ASCAP)

Every harsh word spoken
Every promise ever broken to me
Total recall of data in the memory
Every tear that has washed my face
Every moment of disgrace that I have known
Every time I’ve ever felt alone

Lord of the here and now
Lord of the come what may
I want to believe somehow
That you can heal these wounds of yesterday
(You can redeem these things so far away)
So now I’m asking you
To do what you want to do
Be the Lord of the Past
(Be the Lord of my Past)
Oh how I want you to
Be the Lord of the Past

All the chances I let slip by
All the dreams that I let die in vain
Afraid of failure and afraid of pain
Every tear that has washed my face
Every moment of disgrace that I have known
Every time I’ve ever felt alone

Well I picked up all these pieces
And I built a strong deception
And I locked myself inside of it
For my own protection
And I sit alone inside myself
And curse my company
For this thing that has kept me alive for so long
Is now killing me
And as sure as the sin rose this morning
The man in the moon hides his face tonight
And I lay myself down on my bed
And I pray this prayer inside my head

Lord of the here and now
Lord of the come what may
I want to believe somehow
That you can heal these wounds of yesterday
So now I’m asking you
To do what you want to do
Be the Lord of my Past
You can do anything
Be the Lord of the Past
I know that you can find a way
To heal every yesterday of my life
Be the Lord of the Past

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JESUS IN OUR TIME
Words & Music: Bob Bennett
© 1996 Bright Avenue Songs (ASCAP)

Countless legions of the faithful
Crossing every generation
Hand-to-shoulder in an unbroken line
Lead us to this Sabbath morning
We humbly count ourselves among them
To seek and find the face of Jesus
In our time

Though an imperfect congregation
Full of folly and of doubt
We presume to ask our questions
Then we wrestle with their finding out
We break the bread and pass the cup
And try to bear each other up
To live the mystery
Of Jesus in our time

Oh Jesus
Oh Jesus
Jesus in our time

There are those who are among us
Who believe they are not worthy
We offer you the Word of Life
We bid you come and dine
Upon the mercy we have tasted
And the love given so freely
Come take your place at table now
With Jesus in our time

Oh Jesus
Oh Jesus
Jesus in our time

And as He promised
So we proclaim He will be among us
As we gather in His name
To heal the broken-hearted
To ease our troubled minds
We want to know You
To follow You
Jesus in our time

Oh Jesus
Oh Jesus
Jesus in our time

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ALTAR IN THE FIELD
Words & Music: Bob Bennett
© 1996 Bright Avenue Songs (ASCAP)

I build an altar in the field
So I’ll remember
Back to this time when it’s so real
That I am loved and not alone
And if I pass by here again
I’ll be able to see
My life was scattered like these stones
Until the Lord began to gather me
I build an altar in the field
So I’ll remember

I build an altar in this field
In honor, in memory
Of the many graces I’ve been shown
And the ones I’ve yet to see
And so I leave this symbol
Fashioned by my hand
The marker of a love
That I will never understand
I leave an altar in the field…

And when I’m lost inside my sorrow
Overtaken by my fear
When I am wandering in this wilderness
Perhaps the Lord will lead me here
To this altar in the field
Where I’ll remember
Oh, I will remember

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COME AND SEE
W/M: Bob Bennett & Michael Aguilar
© 1982 Straightway Music (ASCAP)

Come and see, come and see
Come and see a Man from Heaven
Come and see, hear Him speak
He has seen the face of God

Come and see, come and see
This Jesus of Nazareth
Come and see the One that we
Have heard of all our lives

A voice crying in the wilderness
A voice from the sky loud and clear
A still, small voice deep inside
And a voice still ringing in my ear … saying

Follow Me, Follow Me
And I will show you My Father
Follow Me and you will see
The Heavens opened wide

Come and see, come and see
Come and see this Man from Heaven
Oh, could it be?
Could it be
We will see the face of God?

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PSALM 149:1-4

W/M: Bob Bennett
(The KJV of the Biblical Text)
© 1989 Matters of the Heart Music (ASCAP)

Praise ye the Lord
Sing unto the Lord a new song
And His praise in the congregation of saints
Let Israel rejoice in Him that made him
Let the children of Zion be joyful in their King
Let them praise His name
Let them praise His name
Let them praise His name
Praise His name in the dance
Let them sing praises
Let them sing praises
Let them sing praises unto Him
With the timbrel and the harp
For the Lord taketh pleasure in His people
He will beautify the meek with salvation

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GOD WITH US
W/M: Bob Bennett
(c) 2009 Bright Avenue Songs (ASCAP)

Make wide the way and straight the path
God with Us
He comes in mercy, not in wrath
God with Us
Behold an ancient mystery
God stepping into history
Hail the incarnate deity
God with Us

Good will to men and peace on earth
God with Us
He comes to us by humble birth
God with Us
Clothed alike in flesh and bone
He comes to make His Father known
His Spirit says we’re not alone
God with Us

God with Us
Because we fell
Yeshua Hamashiach
Emmanuel
God with Us
It was always meant to be
God with Us
With you, with me

Innocent as a Newborn Child
God with Us
The souls of sinners reconciled
God with Us
From Bethlehem to Calvary
Come to set the captives free
That every grave might empty be
God with Us

God with Us
What a story to tell
Jesus Christ
Our Emmanuel
The lame will dance
The blind will see
God with Us
With you, with me

Not by merit do we proclaim
He is fully God and fully Man
Blessed be His Name
For the Eternal One
Has surely kept his Vow
To be God with Us
Here and now

So light the lights and trim the tree
God with Us
A holiday with a mongrel pedigree
God with Us
But at the heart of why we’re here
The morning after midnight clear
Reverence replaces fear
God with Us

God with Us
Our hearts compel
Our worship of the Living God
Emmanuel
May His Spirit give
Open eyes to see
God with Us
With you, with me

God with Us!

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CAROL OF THE MOON AND STARS
W/M: Bob Bennett
© 2008 Bright Avenue Songs (ASCAP)

Countless witnesses
In a Christmas sky
See the Architect of Everything
Passing by
From deep Heaven to Earth
By a virgin Birth
Sing a Carol of the Moon and Stars

Which light in the sky
Will stargazers see,
Bright as sun on the Sea
… of Tranquility?
Across black volcanic sand
Shells scattered by His hand
Sing a Carol of the Moon and Stars

Look up!
The scientist and poet open-jawed
Look up!
See the chaos and precision
… Of the Living God
All creation is upheld,
And through time propelled,
Sings a Carol of the Moon and Stars

Each miracle nativity,
Such a common sight
Like the sky drowned out
By manmade light
Would that every child born
Be as welcome as a Christmas morn
To sing a Carol of the Moon and Stars

Oh God, it is my blessing
And my constant curse
To live as though I am
My own universe
But if You should be so kind
To illuminate my heart and mind
I’d sing a Carol of the Moon and Stars

A Carol of the Moon and Stars

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GOD MY SHEPHERD
W/M: Bob Bennett
(Based on Psalm 23)
© 2012 Bright Avenue Songs (ASCAP)

When the Lord is my Shepherd
I have no need
He shows me green pastures
Where I can feed
Where restful waters run cool and clear
Only God my Shepherd can lead me here
He refreshes my soul
Kindles its flame
So that I might do right
For the sake of His Name
And when I wander in fear
From the truths I have known
Only God my Shepherd can lead me home

At the table of those who wish me ill
God grants me favor and restrains their will
He anoints with oil to ease my pain
And pours out more blessings than I can contain
May Goodness and Mercy follow as friends
And be my companions ’til journey’s end
I will live forever in the House He prepares
Only God my Shepherd can lead me there

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ANGELS AROUND YOUR BED
W/M: Bob Bennett
© 1991 Bright Avenue Songs

Oh, tonight I’m so far away from you
How I wish I could suddenly be there
To tell you “I love you”
Like a hundred times before
To hold you and to stroke your hair

But I’m in another time zone altogether
Where sleep is not easily found
And a split-second prayer escapes into the air
And I pray as you lay your body down …

There’ll be angels around your bed, little darlin’
Angels around your bed
You’ll be safe from harm at the dying of the day
With angels around your bed

Oh, absence makes my heart grow fonder
When you’re out of sight, I’m out of my mind
If you could see everything around you, I wonder
Would you be surprised to find …

There are angels around your bed, little darlin’?
Angels around your bed
Laughing and singing, joyful as you’re sleeping
Angels around your bed

Angels around your bed, little darlin’
Angels around your bed
Surely the Lord can spare a few extra
Angels around your bed

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HAND OF KINDNESS
Words & Music: Bob Bennett
1996 Bright Avenue Songs (ASCAP)

I’ve no need to be reminded
Of all my failures and my sins
For I can write my own indictment
Of who I am and who I’ve been
I know that grace, by definition,
Is something I can never earn
But for all the things that I may have missed
There’s a lesson I believe that I have learned

There’s a hand of kindness
Holding me, holding me
There’s a hand of kindness
Holding me, holding onto me

Forgiveness comes in just a moment
But sometimes the consequences last
And it’s hard to walk inside that mercy
When the present is so tied up to the past
In this crucible of cause and effect
I walk the wire without a net
And I wonder if I’ll ever fall too far
But that day has not happened yet

And in the raven dark
There shines a distant light
It seems to point at me
It burns away the night
Familiar figure on horizon
Moving closer now I see
His heart is shining like the sun
And he is reaching out for me

With a hand of kindness
He’s holding me, holding me
There’s a hand of kindness
Holding me, holding onto me
Holding on … a hand of kindness

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STILL ROLLS THE STONE
W/M: Bob Bennett
© 1985 Straightway Music (ASCAP)

I tore off my grave clothes
And cried a pool of tears
For the voice of the Living One
Who spoke the stars and spheres
Has called me from my darkness
And led me to this place
Where the dead leap
And the blind see His face

Still rolls the stone, still rolls the stone
Still rolls the stone from the grave

Hearts aflame with mercy
Like the sun in midnight sky
While the doubter shrugs his shoulders
And the cynic wonders why
But as it is in Heaven
So now we proclaim
The Lord tells us here to do the same

In the still of a Sunday morning
A grave stands open wide
And a promise kept
While the world slept
Means that no one is inside

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(I Know That) MY REDEEMER LIVES
Arrangement: Bob Bennett
Text: Samuel Medley
Tune: John Hatton (Duke Street)
© 1979 Straightway Music (ASCAP)

I know that my Redeemer lives
What comfort this sweet sentence gives
He lives, he lives Who once was dead
He lives, my ever living Head

He lives triumphant from the grave
He lives eternally to save
He lives, my mansion to prepare
He lives to lead me safely there

He lives and grants me daily breath
He lives and I shall conquer death
He lives, and while He lives I’ll sing
He lives, my Prophet, Priest and King

He lives, all glory to His Name
He lives, my Jesus still the same
And oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives
I know that my Redeemer lives

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DOXOLOGY
Text: Thomas Ken
Tune: Old One Hundredth

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow
Praise Him all creatures here below
Praise Him above, ye heavenly hosts
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
Amen