Simple Truth

Have you ever been completely moved by a song that you thought was so very profound, and then read the lyrics, only to find it’s really quite a simple song? That happened to me this week. Michael Card was doing a Christmas show at our church, with our church choir and orchestra, and he sang a song that moved me to tears. I came home, looked up the song on iTunes, listened to it, read the lyrics, and realized – it’s really not complicated writing. It’s just true. And that is what made it so profound. Sometimes, especially when we’re struggling to find truth in things, simple truths can feel and be so profound to us.

I never listened to Michael Card before this weekend, and I actually am not a big fan of the overall sound of his albums (at least the little I’ve heard in the last few days). But, his lyrics can be so simple, poignant and true that I find myself listening anyway. Below are the lyrics to that song that I loved so much.

Come Lift Up Your Sorrows

If you are wounded
And if you’re alone
If you are angry
If your heart is cold as stone
If you have fallen
If you are weak
Then come find the worth of God
That only the suffering seek

Come lift up your sorrows
And offer your pain
Come make a sacrifice
Of all your shame
There in your wilderness
He’s waiting for you
To worship Him with your wounds
For He’s wounded too

He has not stuttered
And he has not lied
When he said come unto me
You’re not disqualified
When you’re heavy laden
You may want to depart
But those who know sorrow
They’re closest to his heart

Come lift up your sorrows
And offer your pain
Come make a sacrifice
Of all your shame
There in your wilderness,
He’s waiting for you
To worship Him with your wounds
For, He’s wounded too.

In this most Holy place
He’s made a sacred space
For those who will enter in
And trust to cry out to Him
And you’ll find no curtain there
No reason left for fear
There’s perfect freedom here
To weep every unwept tear

Come lift up your sorrows
And offer your pain
Come make a sacrifice
Of all your shame
There in your wilderness
He’s waiting for you
To worship Him with your wounds
For, He’s wounded too.