Tuesday Afternoon - Neal Morse

Here I am more or less a man Second rate the last in line One of life's little twists of fate But here I stand The unaccepted man Neh 19 At the temple gate Some

The tent of meeting at the center and the tribes are camped around With the banners of the living creatures sticking right out of the ground The brazen alter an

Twelve groups of stars Rev 12：1 Surrounding God's heaven Same as the tribes The twelve tribes of Israel Gen 49:28 Each hold a sign Num 2：2 Surrounding God's prese

But before you enter in nothing more can begin All the darkness that we choose lay it down it can't be used Burn it in the fire You can't offer up your guest yo

Oh Lord my God You were there when things were hard Oh Lord my God Hear the words I say You will not break If my ways are mine that's my mistake Oh Lord my God

In quiet solitude I lift my heart to the sky To the mountain so high My life is on the altar With music all around His spirit enters my soul Like nothing I've e