Beams Beneath the Floor - Modern Worship Version

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Chorus

You’re the love in the Logos, You’re the reason for what's real; You’re the might within the meek, You felt what mortals feel.
Nothing was before You, You will reign forevermore; When I see the table, lamp, and chair, 
I’ll remember — 
You’re the beams beneath the floor.

Verse 2

The morning fights the fading night,
The tide withdraws, returns;
The flame consumes, the earth renews,
Creation lives and learns.
Each tension tells a deeper peace,
Each balance shows You more—
The fellowship that formed the world,
The beams beneath the floor.

Chorus

Verse 3

A house of sand, the pagan’s pride,
Will falter, fade, and fall;
For reason, severed from its root,
Cannot account at all.
But when our proofs return to You,
Our sight grows clear once more—
The Father, Son, and Spirit stand,
The beams beneath the floor

Chorus

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Verse 1 Before I see, there must be light, Before I know, a mind; By Your light the world is seen, By Your word defined. I trust the hand I cannot see, The voice that shaped the skies; You are the sun by which I see, The Light before my eyes. Chorus You’re the love in the Logos, You’re the reason for what's real; You’re the might within the meek, You felt what mortals feel. Nothing was before You, You will reign forevermore; When I see the table, lamp, and chair,  I’ll remember —  You’re the beams beneath the floor. Verse 2 The morning fights the fading night, The tide withdraws, returns; The flame consumes, the earth renews, Creation lives and learns. Each tension tells a deeper peace, Each balance shows You more— The fellowship that formed the world, The beams beneath the floor. Chorus You’re the love in the Logos, You’re the reason for what's real; You’re the might within the meek, You felt what mortals feel. Nothing was before You, You will reign forevermore; When I see the table, lamp, and chair,  I’ll remember —  You’re the beams beneath the floor. Verse 3 A house of sand, the pagan’s pride, Will falter, fade, and fall; For reason, severed from its root, Cannot account at all. But when our proofs return to You, Our sight grows clear once more— The Father, Son, and Spirit stand, The beams beneath the floor Chorus You’re the love in the Logos, You’re the reason for what's real; You’re the might within the meek, You felt what mortals feel. Nothing was before You, You will reign forevermore; When I see the table, lamp, and chair, Chorus You’re the love in the Logos, You’re the reason for what's real; You’re the might within the meek, You felt what mortals feel. Nothing was before You, You will reign forevermore; When I see the table, lamp, and chair,  I’ll remember —  You’re the beams beneath the floor.  I’ll remember —  You’re the beams beneath the floor.

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