(Copyright 2007 by Josh Brock, All Rights Reserved)

This house is seeking You now,
Standing as Your body we come all as one.
The strong are holding up the weak,
Raised by the Spirit, left here by Your Son.

The poor and hurting, for them You call,
The tired, the troubled, the lame and small!

Stand up, His children,
Walk in His power!
Break free right now,
This is the hour!
His joy has come
It is our strong Tower!
Stand up His children!

Can You feel my heart inside me?
Begging to free the ones in chains.
You give us power to free them,
So through the earth we proclaim!...

Stand up, His children,
Walk in His power!
Break free right now,
This is the hour!
His joy has come
It is our strong Tower!
Stand up His children!

This earth is passing away,
Things are being made new,
Wash away all of my tendencies,
Let me walk in the power of Your truth!!

From ashes come beauty,
From pain comes joy,
From despair comes hope,
to fill the void.
From my song comes worship,
And when I am weak,
You bring me praises,
You bring me strength.

Stand up, His children,
Walk in His power!
Break free right now,
This is the hour!
His joy has come
It is our strong Tower!
Stand up His children!

This Praise!

(Copyright 2007 by Josh Brock, All Rights Reserved)

My heart,
is holding on to You,
beating with Your presence,
making me brand new.
Your love,
is pouring out on me,
filling me with mercy,
washing me with truth.

So pour out Your love.......Im waiting here,
In this Holy place........where You're drawing near,
My songs will rise........through the atmosphere,
Soaring through the skies....falling on Your ears...
With this Praise!
This Praise!

You said,
If we would wait,
we'd rise up as eagles,
we'd run and not faint!
My soul,
wants to rise above the earth,
like the song Im singing now,
free of my restraint!

So pour out Your love.......Im waiting here,
In this Holy place........where You're drawing near,
My songs will rise........through the atmosphere,
Soaring through the skies....falling on Your ears...
With this Praise!
This Praise!

In a desert,
On a mountain,
I'll sing, I'll sing.
In the harvest,
In the valley,
I'll sing, I'll sing.

Reigning on the Inside

(Copyright 2007 by Josh Brock, All Rights Reserved)

Torn and broken,
Mended and scarred,
Lord, I have nothing to hide.

But You are graceful,
Mighty and gentle,
Lord reign on the inside.

You lift up my head...You bind up my heart,
You give me new mercies...On each mornings start.
You dress each flower...Give each sparrow flight,
And bless me with promise...At the end of the night.

When I was lost,
You watched over me,
You came with arms open wide.

You give me strength,
Peace, hope and joy,
Lord reign on the inside.

You lift up my head...You bind up my heart,
Give me new mercies...On each mornings start.
You dress each flower...Give each sparrow flight,
And bless me with promise...At the end of the night.

Worries and troubles,
Pound on my mind,
I fail at all that I try.

Here is my worship,
My sacrifice,
You're reigning on the inside.