Story Behind the Song
State of Grace came/comes from the deepest heart of hearts, it came out singing...people see/think of the earth as a solid place, but it really is "a-rockin' and a-rollin' around...
Lyrics
Jeremiah Meek would hardly ever speak to you
Unless he already knew you have it in your heart to ask
And this is what he'd say, "Although the future may look bleak to you,
It will change in the wink, change in the wink of an eye
If you're up to the task."
What is facing you and me is a once in a lifetime choice
Don't let those devils of deepest doubt blind you to all there is to see
Because there's a place in you where you can surely hear a truthful voice
Won't you let it speak to you, in your heart, directly from eternity
Listen:
This whole world is a-shakin' itself, it's a-rockin' and a-rollin' around
This whole world is a-shakin' itself, it's a-rockin' and a-rollin' around
This whole world is a-shakin' itself, it's a-rockin' and a-rollin' around
Gonna knock our china right off of our shelf
Better find something better than solid ground
I'm only here to tell you there's a promise that's been made
It's a promise that cannot ever be broken
It's been true before fate and fortune were even weighed
And the very first word - have you heard it? was ever spoken
If you are wondering, who really is the returning ONE?
Since the most ancient of days we've been waiting for Glory's child
Yet, the work of the ages is certainly not done
Until each and every soul has become completely reconciled
That's right!
This whole world is a-shakin' itself, it's a-rockin' and a-rollin' around
This whole world is a-shakin' itself, it's a-rockin' and a-rollin' around
This whole world is a-shakin' itself, it's a-rockin' and a-rollin' around
Gonna knock our china right off of our shelf
Better find something better than solid ground
Let the Love within become your guide as the angry furies rage
Those towers that darkness build got to fall, you see
We can seek refuge in hallowed words, upon a sacred page
But even golden letters may, even golden letters may become idolatry
Don't you even worry about paper security
Lately that's growing so razor thin
It really is the same as ashes and dust to me
So, when you find yourself, yes, when you find yourself
Living in a state of grace...
Just grin
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