I put my thoughts on this song in red.
Generations
Sara Groves
I can taste the fruit of Eve
I’m aware of sickness, death and disease
The results of our choices are vast
Eve was the first but she wasn’t the last
We continue to taste the forbidden fruit.
And if I were honest with myself
Had I been standing at that tree
My mouth and my hands would be covered with fruit
Things I shouldn’t know and things I shouldn’t see
I know that I have stood at a tree of sin and sinned
Remind me of this with every decision
Generations will reap what I sow
I can pass on a curse or a blessing
To those I will never know
Let me remember how my life touches my children and will continue to touch the children of the future
She taught me to fear the serpent
I’m learning to fear myself
And all of the things
I am capable of In my search for wisdom, acceptance and wealth
I must be careful not to allow the devil to take over in me in order to have more in life. Let me put Jesus on every day.
And to say that the devil made me do it
Is a cop out and a lie
The devil can’t make me do anything
When I’m calling on Jesus Christ
I love this verse.
Remind me of this with every decision
Generations will reap what I sow
I can pass on a curse or a blessing
To those I will never know
To my great, great, great grand daughter
Live in peace
To my great, great, great grand son
Live in peace
To my great, great, great grand daughter
Live in peace To my great, great, great grand son
Live in peace, oh, live in peace
Remind me of this with every decision
Generations will reap what I sow
I can pass on a curse or a blessing
To those I will never know
Oh, remind me Generations will reap what I sow
I can pass on a curse or a blessing
To those I will never know
Oh, I may never know
2 comments:
Had I been standing at that tree
My mouth and my hands would be covered with fruit
Amen.
Very cool, Milly. Thanks.
I’m learning to fear myself
I used to think I knew this. I'm learning so much better.
One of my favorite songs off that album. Thanks for reminding me of it.
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