The Uses of Adversity

from the album "Dig Here Said the Angel"

Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2013 Shape of Air Music
I found your handprints on the pages of history
I said your ways are past finding out
ĎCause youíre much too small if youíre not a Mystery
So donít send me rain if I bloom in drought
No donít send me certainty
If somehow itís best for me to doubt

In the days of the nail and nights of the lash
In the season of the quake and the lightning flash
You become a slight impression on a threadbare shroud
While you hide yourself away somewhere behind a thundercloud
And I wonít pray for certainty or faith thatís always free from doubt

ĎCause Iím inclined to thrive in misery
When Iím kneeling in the garden of Gethsemane
Yes Iím inclined to thrive in misery
When Iím kneeling in the garden of Gethsemane
Crying Oh Oh Oh My God, my God, have you forsaken me
Or is this grace disguised as adversity?

My heartbeat is the pounding of your iron hand breaking me
Who knows where this shattering love is taking me
ĎCause youíre much too small if youíre not a Mystery
So donít send me rain if I bloom in drought
No donít send me certainty if somehow itís best for me to doubt

I found your handprints on the pages of history
I said your ways are past finding out