Used To Be Mine – Chris Renzema & Moriah Hazeltine
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The lion and lamb once slept between the roses And God and man once walked beneath the pine My heart once felt the joy of consummation When I was called my Father’s holy prize
But in the garden Ooh ooh, we used to stay out all night In the garden Ooh ooh, we used to laugh for days and days and days In the garden Ooh ooh, we never needed to hide ‘Cause in the garden Ooh ooh, You used to be mine You used to be mine
The thorns dug in my heels have got me bleeding Each breath, the draining sand of numbered days Yeah, my rebel heart is crying for salvation Come save me from my wayward spirit’s grave
But in the garden Ooh ooh, we used to stay out all night In the garden Ooh ooh, we used to laugh for days and days and days In the garden Ooh ooh, we never needed to hide ‘Cause in the garden Ooh ooh, You used to be mine You used to be mine
Used to be mine Used to be mine Used to be mine
In my dying days, a light met my hearts waning A Voice calling like thunder through the dust When lifted to His lips the cup of breaking The Father turns away from His own Son But in death, the earth was shaken from its spinning A Hand reached out to save me from the waves And my stone heart was pulled out of my body And by grace a garden grew up in its place Yeah, by grace a garden grew up in its place