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Newsboys - Upon This Rock lyrics

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left me clutching a fistful of wind.
That last adventure must have been just a waste of my time.
Ten pleasures for every wish.
Twenty scratches for every itch.
One hundred ways to catch a fish.
Just a waste of my time.

Dead beats, dead end streets, every step I falter.
Fill my cup, fill me up, take me to the altar.

Upon this rock I've a reason.
Upon this rock I am strong.
Upon this rock I've a reason.
I'm standing where I belong.

Wish I hadn't built as big a house.
Makes it hard to catch a little mouse.
(I'd chase it but I'm feeling drowsy,
all from wasting my time.)

I need a glimpse of my calling now,
get my feet back behind the plow.
This idle age will not allow
just a waste of my time.
This day burn away every indecision.
Angst-free anchor me.
Make my life a mission
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Author: Dwight Liles, Peter Furler, Steve Taylor (2)

Composer: Corey Pryor, Peter Furler

Publisher: Star Song

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Released in: 1991

Language: English

Appearing on: Not Ashamed (1992)

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