From lips of children
You'll be praised
We see the heavens raised
To make room for Your glory
A generation that's to come
Will make up song and hum
The details of your story
Your years go through all generations
Why do You bother with mankind
Of old the prophets foretold You
In every household
Celebrating hearts aligned
Dear John
Dear John
The Body Binds Us
They're Bad But We're Worse
Let's Go Javelin'
Earth Outside Of Gost Will Only Be Quicksand
Let's Build A Planet
Sailing The Veil-boat
Our First Full Day Was Spent In Rest
That You May Be Gracious
Flea Market Temple
We Don't Know How It Grows
Animals Are Cut In Two
Rise To The Heavens On Evaporation
Drowning Chariot
We're Very Greatly Loved
Rise To The Heavens On Evaporation
We Must Be Ploughed-Up
Celebrating Hearts Aligned
Place Your Wind Against My Sails