We're on the trail of a messiah;
leaving our boats for pastures new.
We're on the cusp of our resistance;
forgoing our fears for something true.
We run up the hills and through the valleys.
We sprint to the sea and to the shore.
Sit down on the mountaintop and listen;
still struggling to name what we're looking for.
Worship is pursuit.
Worship is trailing.
Worship is pursuit.
Worship is following where you lead.
We look in the pages of our bibles.
We wade in the waters of rebirth.
We drink of the blood and taste the body,
still probing the sacraments for worth.
But sometimes in water, word, and welcome
I hear the patter of footsteps just behind.
Those moments I turn to see my savior
I find he's been chasing the whole time.
Worship is pursued.
Worship is fleeing.
Worship is pursued.
Worship is finding that I'm found out.
Recorded live at St Buryan Church, the latest from Sarah McQuaid is a showcase for the simple power of voice & guitar. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 16, 2021
Alec Bowman perfectly captures the dark soil under the pastoral world of British folk with this collection of melancholy originals. Bandcamp New & Notable May 12, 2020