Roper in excelsis deo lyrics

This wooden soul of mine

it cannot ever climb

from places it has fallen

in between where light can shine

It never falls in line

it barely has a spine

like branches severed from the vine

like it was faulty by design

And now your mercy lights up my dark eyes

your brilliant hope now lifts my falling skies

and I'm the object of your affection

You loved me still in my imperfection



[Chorus:]

The sun will shine on winter snow

and shadows fade in Excelsis Deo



This wooden soul is old

It's lies are growing cold

its knotted trunk is straightening

its roots are loosening their hold

So cluttered with debris

this inefficient melody

I'll keep waiting patiently

if this world will ever release me

You love me even though I am untrue

if I was perfect, I wouldn't need you

I'm the object of your affection

You loved me still in my imperfection



Gloria, in excelsis Deo

Not so far, not so far to go