This My Soul (Live)

A voice came and spoke to the silence The words took on beauty and form The form took its shape as a garden was born Then man from the dust came reflecting All goodness and beauty and life But he lowered his gaze As he listened to the face of low desires This my soul you were born You were born into What this man has done It all extends to you Let the words shake on down along your spine And ring out true that you might find new life The voice came and swords blocked the garden None could return with their lives A curse there was placed upon every man to face For all of time No wisdom of man or rebellion Could deliver new life out of death But the voice with the curse Spoke a promise that the word would take on flesh This my soul you were born You were born into What this man has done It all extends to you Let the words shake on down along your spine And ring out true that you might find Then the perfect son of man Took the place the voice had planned Since the garden and before He took the swords and cursed the grave There's nothing more to separate us from the promise The words of a living hope And this my soul you were born You were born into What this man has done It all extends to you Let the words shake on down along your spine And ring out true that you might find