On the crowded streets, all the people that I see
Want them to know the Jesus that I know
If I’m the closest thing to a Bible that they read
Let the words they read be what you wrote
Father, help me to go
I’ll be a garden in Manhattan, be a river where it’s dry
When my friends can’t find the road, I’ll be a roadside welcome sign
Sunshine in Seattle, be a cool breeze in July
Light in the darkness
I’ll be a garden
A garden in Manhattan
Florida after dark, I know it ain’t quite Central Park
There’s souls in my hometown you wanna reach
Oh, God, use me where you have me
I’ll be a garden in Manhattan, be a river where it’s dry
When my friends can’t find the road, I’ll be a roadside welcome sign
Sunshine in Seattle, be a cool breeze in July
Light in the darkness
I’ll be a garden
A garden in Manhattan
A garden in Manhattan
A flower in the concrete
If that’s where you want me
Give me holy confidence
I don’t care the consequence
I can’t keep you all to myself (To myself)
It goes against my common sense
And I refuse to run from it
I can’t keep you all to myself (To myself)
I’ll be a garden in Manhattan, be a river where it’s dry
When my friends can’t find the road, I’ll be a roadside welcome sign
Sunshine in Seattle, be a cool breeze in July
Light in the darkness
I’ll be a garden
A garden in Manhattan
A garden in Manhattan
A flower in the concrete
If that’s where you want me
A garden in Manhattan
A flower in the concrete
If that’s where you want me
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Alone With You
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Altars Over Stages
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Can't Steal My Joy
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Cloud And Fire
This world is a desert But it ain’t my home There’s holes in these shoes From walking these roads Searching for answers What does this all mean Did I find …
Die A Beggar
You can’t love your money And also love the Lord, I’ve tried before And I’d die before I try again You can’t gain fame And it ever satisfy, …