Used to Be Mine
Lion and lamb once slept between the roses
and God and man once walked beneath the pine
Yeah my heart once felt the joy of consummation
When I was called my Father's holy prize
But in the garden
We used to stay out all night
In the garden
We used to laugh for days and days and days
in the garden
You never needed to hide
cause in the garden
You used to be mine
You used to be mine
The thorns dug in my heels got me bleeding
each breath the draining sand of numbered days
My rebel heart is crying for salvation
Come save me from my wayward spirit's grave
In the garden, ooh ooh, we used to stay out all night
Yea, in the garden
we used to laugh for days and days and days
Yea, in the garden
we never needed to hide
Cause in the garden
You used to be mine
You used to be mine
Used to be mine
In my dying days a light met my hearts waning
A voice calling like thunder through the dust
When lifted to his lips the cup of breaking
The Father turned away from his own son
But in death the earth was shaken from its spinning
A hand reached out to save me from the waves
And my stone heart was pulled out of my body
And by grace a garden grew up in its place
and God and man once walked beneath the pine
Yeah my heart once felt the joy of consummation
When I was called my Father's holy prize
But in the garden
We used to stay out all night
In the garden
We used to laugh for days and days and days
in the garden
You never needed to hide
cause in the garden
You used to be mine
You used to be mine
The thorns dug in my heels got me bleeding
each breath the draining sand of numbered days
My rebel heart is crying for salvation
Come save me from my wayward spirit's grave
In the garden, ooh ooh, we used to stay out all night
Yea, in the garden
we used to laugh for days and days and days
Yea, in the garden
we never needed to hide
Cause in the garden
You used to be mine
You used to be mine
Used to be mine
In my dying days a light met my hearts waning
A voice calling like thunder through the dust
When lifted to his lips the cup of breaking
The Father turned away from his own son
But in death the earth was shaken from its spinning
A hand reached out to save me from the waves
And my stone heart was pulled out of my body
And by grace a garden grew up in its place
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Writer(s): Chris Renzema
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