Small Great Things
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
She cast her drag net
Out on the ocean
Pulled out a debt
And a sinking dream
All she had left was
Her devotion
And heaven knows
thats everything
He staggered blind up
To the altar
And left a cup filled with a
Drunkards faith
In their disguises
They pass each other
The Saviors eyes
In a foreign face
Chorus:
No they aren't walking
On the water
They aren't wearing their angels wings
Wayward sons and fragile daughters
A touch of faith enough for
Small great things
They're unaware they
Moved a mountain
With fumbled prayers and
Their bloodied knees
God's ruined hands,
They've read about them
They've never touched them
But they still believe
No they aren't winning every battle
Life is tough and death
Still it stings
Doubt comes on and Faith is fragile
Just a touch enough for
Small great things
No they aren't walking
On the water
They aren't wearing their angels wings
Wayward sons and fragile daughters
A touch of faith enough for
Small great things
