Dweller By A Dark Stream - Bruce Cockburn

It could have been me put the thorns in your crown

Rooted as I am in a violent ground

How many times have I turned your promise down

Still you pour out your love

Pour out your love

I was a dweller by a dark stream

A crying heart hooked on a dark dream

In my convict soul I saw your love gleam

And you showed me what you’ve done

Jesus, thank-you joyous Son

You entered a life like ours to give us back our own

You wanted us like you, as choosers not clones

You offered up your flesh and death was overthrown

Now salvation is ours

Salvation is ours

I was a dweller by a dark stream

A crying heart hooked on a dark dream

In my convict soul I saw your love gleam

And you showed me what you’ve done

Jesus, thank-you joyous Son

So I’m walking this prison camp world

I long for a glimpse of the new world unfurled

The chrysalis cracking and moisten winds uncurl

Like in the vision John saw

The vision John saw

I was a dweller by a dark stream

A crying heart hooked on a dark dream

In my convict soul I saw your love gleam

And you showed me what you’ve done

Jesus, thank-you joyous Son