Shaun Groves

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Shaun Groves


This way is paved with tears 
Shed for two thousand years 
Wrung from the saints sincere 
Martyred and mourned 
Spirit who scorched their veins 
Burn in my bones the same 
Bid me to earn their chains 
And take the cross of my Lord, my Lord and 

Chorus 
Give up the whole wide world 
Give up the whole wide world 
For my share of blessing and beauty and bloodshed 
And wonders and woes 
The wonders and woes of the narrow 
Of the narrow 

This way is eased with song 
Sung where we don't belong 
Sung till the weak are strong 
And home with my Lord, my Lord 
Take my life 
Pour me out