Until These Chains Fall

Come forth My sweet dove, let Me mold you. 

In My Hand, always- I hold you.

The terrain has been rough and I’ve seen you struggle to survive.

Bring it back, (your focus)-

I am the prize.

To seek out Your treasure is my greatest pleasure. 

Oh, but It feels like dying…

As bread is broken and eyes are opened.

And though I have grieved You, You will never leave me,

                     And so

I’m trying to sing louder than the enemy can scream!

I take deep gulps of Your Living Water. 

May I never thirst for any other.

Spirit and Truth, collide in my heart!  In my mouth!  I will worship.

                     And…

Maybe You haven’t been so silent after all.    

                     And Maybe…

just…

Maybe You’ve been teaching me a new song…

 in a new language…

 all along.

All for all-

I’ll be singing and praising until these chains fall!

Lord, please make me new!

(just like You)

Set me free!

( oh I pray)

All for all-

there is no flaw, In You.

There is no flaw, In me…in YOU.

Oh!

And when You saw me, You called me, You set me free!

Laid hands upon me, straightened me!

And all I can do is praise!

I am free and my face is unveiled before my King! 

I Fix my eyes on the unseen-

the unfelt!

I draw to You nearly, so I can hear clearly…

Covered by the Blood of the Lamb, I come before the Great I Am!

That I may see, hear, and understand- turn and be healed once again.

               

From fear of man to stop me if you can. 

I’m learning to sing louder than the enemy can scream!

                And

I will sing even if my voice shakes. 

I will praise even if my heart breaks.

Come forth my sweet dove, let me mold you. 

In My Hand, always- I hold you.

The terrain has been rough and I’ve seen you struggle to survive.

Bring it back, (your focus)-

I am the prize.