Cory Asbury’s rendition of “The Promise is the Same” unfolds as a poignant and spiritually resonant musical declaration, transcending the boundaries of conventional worship songs. Renowned for his soul-stirring vocals and profound lyricism, Asbury brings a unique blend of passion and authenticity to this composition.
From the initial notes, “The Promise is the Same” becomes a melodic invitation, drawing the audience into a sacred space where faith and devotion intersect.
Asbury’s vocal delivery goes beyond technical excellence; it is infused with a depth of sincerity that amplifies the profound message of the lyrics. The song serves as a vessel for a timeless narrative, affirming the unwavering nature of divine promises amidst life’s ever-shifting circumstances.
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The Promise is the Same Lyrics by Cory Asbury
They might say a I’m sinner, if I don’t sing “hallelujah”
That I’ll be forgotten if every song I sing’s not to ya
But I find peace and holy ground in a little farmhouse in a no-name town
Where we say our prayers each night
Maybe I’m a dreamer, I still get high on hoping
I might close my eyes sometimes, but I keep my hands wide open
I question every word I choose, but the answers all come back to you
I’m just tryin’ to get it right
If I got asked to preach on Sunday, what would my sermon be?
That You’re not hard of hearing, and You’re tired of “I’m sorry”
Forgive me for the countless ways I’ve tried to climb to grace
I’m singin’ it all different now, but the promise is the same
After all, I’m human, just skin and bones and pain
Still praying for a melody, play out on these six strings
I wonder if I’m good enough, and if I’ll ever measure up
But I’m tryin to get it right
If I got asked to preach on Sunday, what would my sermon be?
That You’re not hard of hearing, and You’re tired of “I’m sorry”
Forgive me for the countless ways I’ve tried to climb to grace
I’m singin’ it all different now, but the promise is the same
Yeah, the promise is the same
And it’s right there in my children’s eyes
The truth my wandering tried like hell to hide
If I got asked to preach on Sunday, what would my sermon be?
That You’re not hard of hearing, and You’re tired of “I’m sorry”
So forgive me for the countless ways I’ve tried to climb to grace
I’m singin’ it all different now
I pray they understand somehow
That the promise is the same
Yeah, the promise is the same
Yeah, the promise is the same
