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Out of the Deep I Call

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In the dusty past, FBR's bassist Vern enjoyed the 90's. The spirit of the album project was to include a diverse variety of musical elements, so as to include a broad spectrum of today's church body. Wanting to steer clear of some obvious references to the previous decade, I opted for a Shawn Mullins-esque arrangement. With Garret on piano, the folk rock vibes flowed freely.

"Out of the Deep I Call" is a great song of contrition, where the writer cries for mercy and reveals the inherent unworthiness mankind possesses in the presence of God. It was introduced to me several years ago while assisting in worship at Grace Church Pres. in Fort Collins, and I have kept it in my repertoire in various forms and arrangements since. I was personally excited about the final result of this particular version because I felt it encapsulated the brooding contemplative mood of the lyrics without being over-the-top.

The addition of another ballad was nice to round out the mix, but the band took quite easily to it as well. And the fact that it was a memorable trip for Vern was a definite bonus.
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