In our midst
The kingdom sits
And draws us to come in,
Among us here
Invites us near
And it won't ever end.
Don't you fear,
It's his pleasure
And we're pressing into it,
So let's all press
Dear John
Dear John
Let's Go Javelin'
Earth Outside Of Gost Will Only Be Quicksand
I'm The Blinder
The Body Binds Us
Baldy Knees
So Busted Before Your Righteous Throne
Praise Awaits You
Drowning Chariot
The Famine's Hard
Skip The Rope
Flea Market Temple
Rise To The Heavens On Evaporation
Disaster Will Come Upon You, & You Will Not Know How To Conjure-it Away
So-so Sorry Teacher
To Love Like The Father And Son Love Each Other
Animals Are Cut In Two
A Bed That Breathes With Him
Pressing Into It