| Song | Flood Waters |
| Artist | Josh Garrels |
| Album | Love & War & The Sea in Between |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Higher than the yonder mountain and deeper than the sea | |
| From the breadth of the east unto the west | |
| Is the love that started with a seed | |
| Stronger than the wildest horses and the rising tide | |
| The chords of death hung so heavy round our necks | |
| Will be left at the great divide | |
| Flood waters rise, but it wont wash away | |
| Love never dies, it will hold on more fierce than graves | |
| Farther than the pale moon rises upon the open plains | |
| Past the time of the longest blood line | |
| There shines an immortal flame | |
| Somewhere in between forever and this passing day | |
| There’s a place moth and rust cannot lay waste | |
| This is grace, the face of love | |
| Flood waters rise, but it wont wash away | |
| Love never dies, it will hold on more fierce than grave |
| Higher than the yonder mountain and deeper than the sea | |
| From the breadth of the east unto the west | |
| Is the love that started with a seed | |
| Stronger than the wildest horses and the rising tide | |
| The chords of death hung so heavy round our necks | |
| Will be left at the great divide | |
| Flood waters rise, but it wont wash away | |
| Love never dies, it will hold on more fierce than graves | |
| Farther than the pale moon rises upon the open plains | |
| Past the time of the longest blood line | |
| There shines an immortal flame | |
| Somewhere in between forever and this passing day | |
| There' s a place moth and rust cannot lay waste | |
| This is grace, the face of love | |
| Flood waters rise, but it wont wash away | |
| Love never dies, it will hold on more fierce than grave |
| Higher than the yonder mountain and deeper than the sea | |
| From the breadth of the east unto the west | |
| Is the love that started with a seed | |
| Stronger than the wildest horses and the rising tide | |
| The chords of death hung so heavy round our necks | |
| Will be left at the great divide | |
| Flood waters rise, but it wont wash away | |
| Love never dies, it will hold on more fierce than graves | |
| Farther than the pale moon rises upon the open plains | |
| Past the time of the longest blood line | |
| There shines an immortal flame | |
| Somewhere in between forever and this passing day | |
| There' s a place moth and rust cannot lay waste | |
| This is grace, the face of love | |
| Flood waters rise, but it wont wash away | |
| Love never dies, it will hold on more fierce than grave |