The Woodlands/Praises and Canticles

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John Michael Talbot
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The Woodlands/Praises and Canticles John Michael Talbot Meditations from Solitude
Not yet the gray and frosty time
When barns ride out the night like ships
We see no brothers with lanterns to bear
Sinking in the quiet mist

As various spirit's lambs are sent
To search our soul's Jerusalems
Until the houses of our souls are at rest
And minds enfold the Word, our guest

Chorus:

Praises and canticles
Anticipate each day
The bells to greet the dawn

The truth transubstantiates the night
Our mind becomes His temple tent
To open the secret eye of our faith
Drinking in the depths of light

So deep walls of this world fall
And Heaven-like light comes pouring in
Sink from your shallows, O my soul
Into eternity like springs
We touch the rays of light we cannot see
And feel this light that seems to sing

(Repeat Chorus)