At the End of the Rope

AT THE END OF THE ROPE

Since the day you were born
… you were looking for hope
You’ve looked everywhere
… but the end of your rope!

—Chris Taylor, “Down Goes the Day” (Rhythm House Music 1998)

When I can’t hold on much longer
To a rope weathered and frayed
When I can’t find hope
and I’m losing faith

The savior reaches in
To still the howling wind
To calm the storm within
To rescue me

–Steve Hindalong/The Choir, “To Rescue Me,” O How the Mighty Have Fallen (Galaxy Music 2005)

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A Bridge Away …

I crawl to you
With ten fingers smoking
From turning the pages of sin

With my spirit choking
From earning the wages of sin

A bridge away from justified

A step away from whole

Restore my soul!

+ Steve Hindalong/The Choir, “Restore My Soul” (Circle Slide – 1991)

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Meet the King – Tell Me Your Sins!

John the Baptist

Heard John the Baptist preaching,
“Make way for the King!
… but if you want to recognize him,
you gotta tell me all your sins.”

+ Bill Mallonee/Vigilantes of Love, “Welcome to Struggleville”

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Run Over by Addiction

ADDICTION

it feels just like a hunger
… but you cannot feed the thing

it always wants a new song
… that you can’t really sing

it never shows you the whole truth
… ’til the poison’s leaking through

what you thought you were doing
… well now it’s doing you

—Bill Mallonee, “Lucifer” (Hit & Run, 2005)

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People Never Crumble in a Day

Be careful little eyes what you see
It’s the second glance that ties your hands
as darkness pulls the strings

Be careful little feet where you go
For it’s the little feet behind you
that are sure to follow

It’s a slow fade
when you give yourself away

It’s a slow fade
when black and white have turned to gray

Thoughts intrude
Choices are made
A price will be paid

When you give yourself away

People never crumble in a day

+ Casting Crowns, “Slow Fade” (The Altar and the Door – 2007)

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Trying to Escape the Desert

So I stole down to the waterfront
to escape the desert heat
Oh what on earth you gotta do around here
to try and get yourself a drink

Heard John the Baptist preaching
“Make way for the King
But if you want to recognize Him
you gotta tell me all your sins!”

+ Bill Mallonee/Vigilantes of Love, “Welcome to Struglleville” (1994)

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And if the Addict Stumbles?

 

WHAT IF I STUMBLE?

What if I stumble, what if I fall?

What if I lose my step and I make fools of us all?

Will the love continue when my walk becomes a crawl?

What if I stumble?

And what if I fall?

– DC Talk, “What if I Stumble?

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And What if I Fall?

WHAT IF I STUMBLE?

Father please forgive me
for I can not compose
The fear that lives within me
or the rate at which it grows

If struggle has a purpose
On the narrow road you’ve carved
Why do I dread my trespasses
will leave a deadly scar?

What if I stumble?

What if I fall?

– DC Talk, “What if I Stumble?

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Beneath His Armor

Down beneath all his armor
There remains a living soul
Though his will is unyielding
He’ll soon return the sovereignty he stole

He exchanged it long ago
. . . for a Heart of Iron

+ Kerry Livgren, “The Man with an Iron Heart”

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… and All Just Because

But I give myself
… to what looks like love

And I sell myself
… for what feels like love

And I pay to get
… what is not love

And all just because
I see things upside down

—Derek Webb, “What Is not Love” (I See Things Upsidedown)

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