4th century BC
Plato
- Idealism — forms over particulars
- The Republic ethic: “God is not the author of evil”
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The pew we knew is empty now,
The doors we loved are sealed.
But the Lord did not stay locked inside,
He met us in the field.
[Chorus]
Even here, even here,
We will raise the song, for He is near.
Not when the wound is healed,
Not when the way is clear,
He is with us, even here.
[Verse 2]
Some friends have gone as silent as the snow,
Some names we do not hear.
But the Friend who sticks closer than a brother,
He has not moved from here.
[Chorus]
Even here, even here,
We will raise the song, for He is near.
Not when the wound is healed,
Not when the way is clear,
He is with us, even here.
[Verse 3]
The morning we have prayed for has not come,
The sky has not gone gold.
But we will not hold the singing back,
We will sing it in the cold.
[Bridge]
Paul and Silas in the prison,
Midnight, and their feet in chains,
They did not wait for the doors to open,
They sang it through the pain.
And the One we sing to in the dark,
He has been in the dark before.
He sang His way through a darker night
And He opened up the door.
[Final Chorus]
Even here, even here,
We will raise the song, for He is near.
Not when the wound is healed,
Not when the way is clear,
He is with us, even here.
[Outro]
Even here,
Even here.
We will praise You in the dark,
Even here.
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