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Clearing Stones

from Promised Land by John Lucas

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We came to the water
Sinners all were we
For we’d heard a man could be reborn
And then he’d be set free

Oh I’ve never done hard time
But I’ve had a few
And some of the wrongs that I have done
Would make you shift in your Sunday pew

And I am oft’ intoxicated
On sorrow and my shame
And guilt makes a right fine prison cell
When you’re afraid of your own name
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We came to the stream of life
As clear as glass and as cold as ice
And my heart sank as I looked in
But I’d a pint of faith and I’d rolled my dice

On the water so sweet that was just ankle deep
But we had prisons to bury
So we rolled our clothes and braced for the cold
To leave all that we had to carry

And we dammed the water that frees the damned
And we dug the stones from the riverbed
In the stream of life we formed a coffin
And I’d be damned if that water didn’t cover my head
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We drowned the young and old in that sea of grace
But we all rose the same
We splashed like children, we did, in that sea of grace
And we danced in the forest like flames

Grace was enough and grace is enough
And grace always will be
More than enough to change an old man young
And an ankle-deep stream to a sea

Grace can’t be bought and grace can’t be sold
Not for the wages of a thousand days
Grace is the gift of a King who longs
For His children to see they’re not slaves

And grace gets deeper the more you trust
That the King is good and the King is just
And that naked forgiveness is stronger than the grave

And sometimes grace takes clearing stones
With a weary heart and aching bones
To prove to that new child it was worth it all

Roll away the stones
Roll away the stones
Roll away the stones
And come alive

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from Promised Land, released May 15, 2015
Written by John Lucas Kovasckitz. Produced and engineered by Everett Hardin. Recorded in Harvest House Studio in Boone, NC. Mastered by Joey Diehl at War Height Audio.

John Lucas Kovasckitz: Acoustic guitars, vocals
Benjamin James Roberts: Piano, vocals
Justin Mower: Electric guitars
Josh Roberts: Bass
Everett Hardin: Baritone guitar, vocals
Josh Morgan: Mandolin
Caroline Hardin: Violin
Tim Roberts: Drums

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John Lucas is a singer-songwriter from the mountains of NC.

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