Some of the greatest worship lyrics as of late have been taken directly from scripture. Think Blessed Be Your Name or Better is One Day.
But I believe we are missing out on some of the greatest lyrics of all time that were at one time a song. We need to create a sound to match the words of Deborah in her song after victory.
He asked for water, and she gave him milk;
in a bowl fit for nobles she brought him curdled milk.
Her hand reached for the tent peg,
her right hand for the workman’s hammer.
She struck Sisera, she crushed his head,
she shattered and pierced his temple.
At her feet he sank,
he fell; there he lay.
At her feet he sank, he Fell;
where he sank, there he fell – dead.
Can’t you hear the drums kicking in hard everytime you sing out “he fell”