Why would I spend my life longing for the day that it would end? Why would I spend my time pointing to another man? Isn't that c r a z y ? How can I find hope in dying, with promises unseen? How can I learn your way is better than everything I'm taught to be? Isn't that crazy? I have not been called to the wisdom of this world, but to a God who is calling out to me. And even though the world may think I'm losing touch with reality, it would be .:crazy:. to choose this world over eternity. And if I boast let me boast, and filthy rags made clean. And if I glory let me glory in my Savior's suffering. Isn't that crazy? And as I live this daily life, I trust You for everything. And I'll only take a step when I feel you leading me. Isnt that crazy?
Father hear my prayer, I need the perfect words, words that he will hear, and know they're straight from YOU. I dont know what to say, I only know it h u r t s, to see my only friend slowly f a d e away. So maybe this time I'll speak the words of life, with Your fire in my eyes. But that old familiar fear is .:tearing:. at my words. What am I so afarid of? So here I go again, talkin bout the rain, and mullin' over things that wont live past today. And as I dance around the truth, time is not his friend. This might be my last chance to tell him that You love him. Lord, You love him so, You gave Your only son, if he would just BELIEVE, he will never die. But how then will he know what he has never heard, Lord he has never seen mirrored in my life? So maybe this time I'll speak the words of life, with Your fire in my eyes. But that old familiar fear is t e a r i n g at my words, what am i so afraid of? So here I go again talkin' bout the rain, and mullin' over things that wont live past today. And as I dance around the truth, time is not his friend. This might be my last chance to tell him that You love him, so here I go again, here I go again.
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