Lord, in all things i can only look to the cross
your Spirit as fire cleansing away the dross
and thus i give you everything much more so than just a part
uprooting things buried deep within as confessions from my heart:
for i am an adulterer a murderer and a thief at heart
jealous and angry and from holiness apart
my best intentions
stand as my worst contentions
even my best confessions
stand as mere pretensions
not knowing the difference from left to right
and consistently choosing the darkness over light
naked and poor, wretched and blind
in myself or this world no hope i could find
but your grace shines bright through the darkest of night
like stars that twinkle in the night sky so bright
and you reached down and saw my helpless estate
and gave me your love and by grace changed my fate
and without rhyme or reason
despite my sin and treason
you came and changed the seasons
of my heart and gave me a reason
to live to love to hope and dream
as you lead me beside the gentle stream
watering the tree once fruitless and dead
now blossoming to life bearing fruit instead
that your love for me stands forever the same
and in the light of this truth i will remain
that you loved me in spite of me
that you loved me in spite of me
and in this truth i am finally set free
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