Come By Here

I was in a hotel shower scrubbing up before heading to Creation Fest Northwest when the melody and first verse of a song hit me. Later that day, in a trailer backstage, the second verse was written by the power of the Holy Spirit and many M&Ms.

That was weeks ago. Weeks before I really understood what the song was about. Ever since, I’ve struggled to add the chorus – the part I usually start with.

The seed of this chorus was planted in July. I had my second bout with depression. I was ready this time. I knew what to do – I knew to douse my brain in truth for starters.

I read the bible constantly and also a book about God’s presence by A.W. Tozer. These words stayed with me:

The presence of God is the central fact of Christianity. At the heart of the Christian message is God Himself waiting for His redeemed children to push into conscious awareness of His presence. That type of Christianity which happens now to be in vogue knows this Presence only in theory. …We are satisfied to rest in our judicial possessions and, for the most part, we bother ourselves very little about the absence of personal experience.

Tozer wrote that God is universally present. We all accept that fact as Christians. But he went further to show that God also manifests His presence in healing, converting, comforting, etc. In scripture, God says again and again that he is “near” to the broken hearted, the poor, outcast, widowed, orphaned, persecuted, etc. I don’t fully understand what “near” means – and Tozer didn’t claim to either – but it has something to do with God letting us “see” Him at work, engaged, involved.

Tozer said our sin and struggle creates opportunities to “push into conscious awareness of His presence.” It’s in those darkest moments of life when we often, like the bible’s poor, outcast, widowed, orphaned, persecuted, etc, experience God in ways we’ve been unable to before. And are stripped of every hope but Him. And are given a greater measure of faith.

All these thoughts, and my own needs, and Amy’s cancer, and my upcoming trip to Guatemala bounced around in my head for a while until last night: The chorus to this song finally dropped out of me. Or at least this first version of it here. It’s still too wordy, in my opinion, so I’ll keep praying and whittling away, but I felt like I should share it with you today as is. Somebody needs these words.

Listen here.


Words & Music by Shaun Groves

The orphans shout for a loving father
And the whores reach out for a faithful lover
We’re all singing now
God, will you come by here?

The widows need life to raise their dead and
All the beggars plead for their daily bread – Oh
We’re all singing please
God, will you come by here?

Come, we have nothing else God
And having You we want for nothing

Come, come and meet us here
Come and touch our tears
And we will weep no more
Come, come and meet our pain
Come and lift our lame
And we will limp no more
Come and we will want no more

The doubters pray for your signs and wonders
All the cynics say You’ll let us go under
We’re all singing now We’re here to stay
God, will you come by here?

Come, we have nothing else God
And having You we want for nothing


No death, life
No angels or demons
No depth, height
Can come in between us
And Your love
Your love
Your love, Love


Come by, come by here!