Thank You, Lord.
Oh thank You, Lord.
I was so afraid, but Your love has come to save...
No weapon that is formed against me shall prosper,
Forgive me, I have been so lost,
Oh Lord.
Forgive me, I've been gone for so long...and my soul, it just kept on singing that song.
My heart was so hard. How did it ever go that far?
Lord, I'm here now. Abiding in Your love. Your presence overwhelms me.
Lord, I know how much You love me.
I'll never know the reason. I'll never know the cost
But all is found now...all has not been lost.
Deliver me, Lord. I'm here for You Lord- to seek Your love upon my heart..
It's not much but it's a start.
Oh hear me, Lord, I hear Your words in ways that I haven't for so long. It's been so long...it's been so long.
The day is drawing near, but gone are all of my fears.
The tears are sowing love...sowing love...sowing seeds of love...Your rain is falling from above...seeds of righteousness, being rained on with Your love.
Lord..righteousness..righteous Lord, I call.. I give You my all,
as I lay this at your feet-
a fragrance as I pour it out, it is so sweet, as I pour it on your feet.
Forgiven. I'm forgiven.
The one forgiven much loves much, and that is me-
I'm forgiven, yes forgiven, the aroma in my hair is so sweet.
Oh Lord, I come in to the presence of your love.
Oh Lord, I want more. I want more. It's never enough.
The waters came (oh how they came),
but they washed away,
they washed away so much pain.
Yes, the waters came..
and they came...
and they came...
But, when they left, so did the pain!
Showing posts with label Listening. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Listening. Show all posts
Friday, May 18, 2012
The rainbow
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Again
Learning to walk again-
Oh, but these restless legs, how they love to run!
Learning to see again-
eyes wide open, Oh beautiful daughter that I've become!
Learning to lean again-
embracing this cross, Oh sacred tree to catch the fall.
Learning to believe again-
at the foot of the alter, Oh Lord I give You all!
Learning to trust again-
in the very Name that gives me hope.
Learning to love again-
with faith, oh Jesus, I cling to Your healing yoke!
Oh, but these restless legs, how they love to run!
Learning to see again-
eyes wide open, Oh beautiful daughter that I've become!
Learning to lean again-
embracing this cross, Oh sacred tree to catch the fall.
Learning to believe again-
at the foot of the alter, Oh Lord I give You all!
Learning to trust again-
in the very Name that gives me hope.
Learning to love again-
with faith, oh Jesus, I cling to Your healing yoke!
In the dark I have learned to wait
I desire to KNOW You Lord, with every breath that I breathe "without" You Lord. The TRUTH, I speak it out, Oh Lord, to calm this sea of doubts... Oh Lord...
I seek to plant a bed of roses. I toil away as if I'm new at this. Oh Master Gardener, please guide these shaky hands..
and fists... so full of seeds.. ( I don't want a garden full of weeds.)
I think that I have learned to smile again, Poppa, do You see it on my heart? I am not the filthy wretch that I had painted of myself; I am radiant because You are.
My eyes have been so blind, my ears so full of lies... I couldn't hear You say, "I love you" and I couldn't find the strength to rise-
from the ashes of despair, where Your face is so far away... there is no hope without salvation, and in the dark I have learned to wait-
for the almighty Hand that can both comfort and teach... sometimes the very lesson in that restraint is simply knowing... to reach
To dance again...to love again...to be lifted from my knees-
the song is so beautiful, my heart beats to the rhythm..beats....beats....to the rhythm..beats...beats...
I seek to plant a bed of roses. I toil away as if I'm new at this. Oh Master Gardener, please guide these shaky hands..
and fists... so full of seeds.. ( I don't want a garden full of weeds.)
I think that I have learned to smile again, Poppa, do You see it on my heart? I am not the filthy wretch that I had painted of myself; I am radiant because You are.
My eyes have been so blind, my ears so full of lies... I couldn't hear You say, "I love you" and I couldn't find the strength to rise-
from the ashes of despair, where Your face is so far away... there is no hope without salvation, and in the dark I have learned to wait-
for the almighty Hand that can both comfort and teach... sometimes the very lesson in that restraint is simply knowing... to reach
To dance again...to love again...to be lifted from my knees-
the song is so beautiful, my heart beats to the rhythm..beats....beats....to the rhythm..beats...beats...
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Monday, January 25, 2010
Just Listen
Guard my words and guard my steps, Lord; I tend to ramble when afraid. Guide Your words to broken ears; I tend to expect them to be painful when I'm trembling. My stubborn mind can be made up so hastily; especially in desperate times. The healing of Your love it so desires- "Lord please don't let me fall before I'm lifted." When I enter Your House, may it be in anticipation of listening- of listening- without giving- without trying- without relating- without judging. When thoughts are abundant- Lord, please hold my tongue. When words creep to the surface with a pounding heart, I must not have paid attention.
Amen.
Amen.
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