I told you so (Keith Urban)

You said you needed your space
I wasn't where you wanted to be
I didn't stand in your way
I only want you to be happy
And so how surprised am I to see you here tonight

Well can't you see
That for worse or for better we're better together
Please just come back home
No don't say that you're sorry
And I won't say I told you so

Sometimes in our life
We get to where we wonder if
The long road that we're on
Is headin' in the same direction
When it comes to you and me
We're right where I know we should be

Oh can't you see
That for worse or for better we're better together
Please just come back home
No don't say that you're sorry
And I won't say I told you so

Sometimes it's like we're deep in nothing but love
The slightest thing can grow so foolishly
Remind me please

Oh can't you see
That for worse or for better we're better together
Please just come back home
No don't say that you're sorry
And I won't say I told you so
And I won't say I told you so
But I told you so
Shoulda known better than to leave me baby
Shoulda known better than to leave me darlin'

Voice of Hope (Lara Martin)

AS HIGH AS THE HEAVENS are above the earth,
So high are Your ways to mine.
Ways so perfect they never fail me,
I know You are good all the time!

And through the storm yet I will praise You,
Despite it all, yet I will sing;
Through good or bad, yet I will worship,
For You remain the same King of kings.

You are the voice of hope,
The anchor of my soul.
Where there seems to be no way,
You make it possible.
You are the Prince of Peace,
Amidst adversity
My lips will shout for joy
To You the Most High!

You were the One before time began;
There's nothing beyond Your control.
My confidence, my assurance
Rest in Your unchanging word!

Higher Ground

I’m pressing on the upward way,
New heights I’m gaining every day;
Still praying as I’m onward bound‚
“Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”

Lord, lift me up and let me stand,
By faith, on Heaven’s tableland,
A higher plane than I have found;
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.

My heart has no desire to stay
Where doubts arise and fears dismay;
Though some may dwell where these abound‚
My prayer, my aim, is higher ground.

I want to live above the world,
Though Satan’s darts at me are hurled;
For faith has caught the joyful sound,
The song of saints on higher ground.

I want to scale the utmost height
And catch a gleam of glory bright;
So still I’ll pray till Heav’n I’ve found,
“Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”

Lord, lift me up and let me stand,
By faith, on Heaven’s tableland,
A higher plane than I have found;
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.

Words: John­son Oat­man, Jr.
Music: Charles H. Gab­ri­el