1978 Seasons of The Soul

MS PAST

Lyrics by Stormie Omartian
Music by Michael Omartian

 

Don’t look, don’t look back just let her go,

Lately, all she’s done is lay you low.

Don’t look, don’t look back just let her go,

Lately, all she’s done is lay you low.

 

Ms. Past, she’s such a wicked lady,

Ms. Past, she’s always there a waiting,

She’s the Devil’s favorite tool,

She’ll play you like a fool,

She’ll try until she rules.

 

Don’t look, don’t look back just let her go,

Lately, all she’s done is lay you low.

Don’t look, don’t look back just let her go,

Lately, all she’s done is lay you low.

 

Ms. Past, she’ll always try to feed you,

Ms. Past, she’ll say He never freed you.

But don’t fall for her disguise,

And look back in her eyes,

She wants you paralyzed, by all she knows.

 

Don’t look, don’t look back just let her go,

Lately, all she’s done is lay you low.

Don’t look, don’t look back just let her go,

Lately, all she’s done is lay you low.

 

Interlude

 

Don’t look, don’t look back just let her go,

Lately, all she’s done is lay you low.

Don’t look, don’t look back just let her go,

Lately, all she’s done is lay you low.

etc. etc. etc….

 

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TRAVEL ON WITH ME

Lyrics by Stormie Omartian
Music by Michael Omartian

 

I lived long enough to know that I couldn’t look back,

And short enough to be confused,

Sailin’ on a sea called Compromise,

I didn’t have a lot to lose.

 

So I gambled with my soul for security,

But all I ever won was pride,

When the tide came in and the Devil won out,

Something told me deep inside,

I was dying,

I was dying.

 

I went sailing further down to the eye of the storm,

Knowing I was being used,

Then someone took my hand as I started to sink,

And said, “Now boy, it’s time you choose.”

 

Chorus:

How far? How far will it get you?

How far? How far will it get you?

If you don’t travel on with me.

If you don’t travel on with me.

 

When I learned to live the way that He wanted me to,

I could see that He was boss,

And anything I tried outside His will,

Would come to be a total loss.

 

But just about the time I was riding high,

I tried to take control again,

When going my own way began to get me down,

Something told me deep within,

I was falling.

I was falling.

 

It wasn’t till the dark, and an unanswered prayer,

Began to give me great concern,

That He broke my fall with the palm of His hand,

And said, “Now boy, it’s time you learned.”

 

How far. How far will it get you?

How far. How far will it get you?

If you don’t travel on with me,

If you don’t travel on with me.

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GONNA WRITE ME A SONG

Lyrics by Stormie Omartian
Music by Stormie and Michael Omartian

 

Gonna write me a song.

Gonna be about you.

I can sing it when I want to.

Lay it down inside when I’m through.

 

Gonna write about Your love.

Keep it fresh on my mind.

When my soul needs a love song.

It will be there all the time.

 

All along – I thought I had no song in me.

I was wrong – You were there with a symphony.

You love me when no one could.

And when the pain went on, and on, and on,

You held me close, till all the fear was gone.

 

So I’ll write me a song

To keep in my heart.

When I feel the dark around me,

The melody will start.

 

Gonna write about Your face.

And the joy it can bring.

And when I want to be near you,

All I have to do is sing.

 

When I want to be near you,

All I have to do is sing.

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MORE LIKE YOU

Lyrics by Stormie Omartian
Music by Michael Omartian

 

Come and take my hand.

Show me how to follow You.

Lead me in Your way.

 

Come and search my heart.

Show me where the darkness hides.

Make it as the day.

 

Come and take my hand.

Shoe me how to follow You.

Lead me in Your way.

 

Come and search my heart.

Help me to be more like you.

Every day.

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WHERE I BEEN

Lyrics by Stormie Omartian
Music by Michael Omartian

 

I may not be far along as you.

But I started way behind.

While you were making choices,

I was trying to survive.

While you were feeding from your mama’s hand,

I was trying to begin.

Before you start in judging me,

Consider where I’ve been.

 

Chorus:

Think about it.

Think about where I been.

Think about it.

Think about where I been.

Think about it.

Before you think up things to say,

Think about where I been.

Before you write my life away,

Think about where I been.

 

I traveled hills  and valleys,

Unpaved highways in the rain.

I heard them say, “that’s wonderful,”

While their eyes reveal disdain.

If you think compared with you,

I don’t hold up as well.

Well, Jesus had a lot to do,

When He brought me back from Hell.

 

(Repeat Chorus)

 

Maybe as I’m standing here,

There’s a better place to be.

But knowing where I’ve come from,

This looks very good to me.

And if I’ve learned one thing at all,

From the man who’s been accused.

It’s not to judge your brother,

‘Less you’re walking in his shoes.

 

(Repeat Chorus)

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IT ALL COMES DOWN TO YOU

Lyrics by Stormie Omartian
Music by Michael Omartian

 

Long racks or paperbacks and empty magazines,

That’s where a poor man looks for all his dreams.

When I saw there was no way to make my dreams come true,

That’s when it all came down to you.

 

How I searched for meaning in all the meaningless,

Just to find the sellers were all sold out,

When it was clear to me that love was overdue,

That’s when it all came down to you.

 

Now there’s a situation very close at hand,

And I know I don’t have what it takes to stand,

When I consider all I have to get me through,

That’s when it all comes down to you.

 

I can’t say that I’m not afraid of falling,

Whose more willing to run from it all, than me,

But I know for certain that your promises are true,

That’s why it all comes down to you,

That’s why it all comes down to you.

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HEAVEN WILL WAIT FOR ME

Lyrics By Stormie Omartian
Music by Michael Omartian

 

Lord, You said there’d be streets of gold.

You said there’d be no more tears

And no sleepless nights.

Only endless light.

Coming from the glory of You being always there.

 

Lord, You said I’d see You face to face.

You said there’d be no more pain,

And lonely days,

Only endless praise.

Coming from a choir like I never heard before.

 

Chorus:

Heaven will wait for me.

But I can’t wait to see,

All of the things You’ve planned,

And who’s gonna be set free.

 

Lord, You’re the bright and morning star.

And in Your hand is the plan to make all things new.

If I follow You.

There will be a gate of joy, I can enter through.

 

(Repeat Chorus)

 

Heaven will wait for me.

But I can’t wait to see,

Who’s in the marching band,

And who’s gonna be set free.

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SEASONS OF THE SOUL

Lyrics by Stormie Omartian
Music by Michael Omartian

 

Whenever Summer dreams start to fade and lose their light,

And when the Spring in your heart seems so cold, it can’t be right,

And you feel like you’ve lost control,

And the valley’s seem so low,

Well it’s not forever, just a season of the soul.

 

If you could step away just to see how far you’ve gone,

If you would take the time just to be what you’ve become,

You could have the time to grow,

There would be a chance to know,

That it’s not forever, just a season of the soul.

 

Oh, it’s the season of the soul

It’s the season of the soul,

It’s the season of the soul,

It’s the season.

 

Walkin alone in the desert at night, searching for the rain,

How can this happen to me it’s not right, when Jesus is my friend,

Everything was going fine,

I was standing on the line,

Where did I go wrong?

Suddenly the sky was gray,

Looking like it was gonna stay,

Far too long.

 

Up on a mountain I heard His sigh, like an angel’s call,

If you don’t rest when the Winter is here, what will you bear in the Fall,

A time to cry, a time to sing,

There’s a time for everything,

Nothing lasts that long.

Don’t look at what you see,

And just keep your eyes on Me,

I won’t let you go wrong.

 

So when you look for the voice that you’ve known, and no one’s there,

And when it seems the caretaker’s heart, just doesn’t care,

It’s the seasons of the soul,

It’s the seasons of the soul,

Well it’s not forever – It’s the seasons of the soul.

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