Thursday, August 2, 2012

The Plea of the weary




Let me feel you
Cause I need you
In my brokenness
Let me confess
That you are God
And you are near

Forgive my sins
For what I did
This suffering
Is what I need

Give me your strength
And I’ll stand still
To live my days
Into your will

Lead me oh Lord
To aim for North
Live with passion
Not with fashion


All these things
I pray to Thee
That thyself’s grief
Will be set free

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