Brent Bourgeois Blessed Be The Name
Ooh, may the day perish on which I was born
May the stars of its morning be dim
Why is life given to the bitter of soul
Or to those who stand in anger of Him?
Oh, he pierces my heart and does not pity
He breaks me with wound upon wound
Remember I pray that You have made me like clay
And You'll return me to dust again soon
Oh, naked I came from my mother's womb
And naked I shall return
Oh, the Lord gave, the Lord has taken away
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be the name of the Lord
He commands the sun and it does not rise
And treads on the waves of the sea
Yet how small a whisper we hear of Him
For He is not a man, is He?
That my words were written forever
With pen and golden rod
My Redeemer shall stand at last on the earth
In my flesh, I shall see God
Oh, naked I came from my mother's womb
And naked I shall return
Oh, the Lord gave, the Lord has taken away
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be the name of the Lord
But now ask the beasts and they will tell you
And the birds of the air and they will teach you
Or the fish of the sea will explain it to you
That the hand of the Lord has done this
In whose hand is the life of every living thing
And the flesh of all mankind
Oh, naked I came from my mother's womb
And naked I shall return
Oh, the Lord gave, the Lord has taken away
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Oh, naked I came from my mother's womb
And naked I shall return
Oh, the Lord gave, the Lord has taken away
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be the name of the Lord...
