He's leaving his life behind, a little scared of what he might find
But more afraid to say no to his Saviour
His heart is trembling, it's longing for the King
He wants to know his heart's Creator more
He's living from the inside out, what he feels, he'll say out loud
while wearing his humbled heart on his sleeve
He's asking for the simple truth, already with a past from his youth,
while wearing his humbled heart on his sleeve
He's asking for the simple truth, already with a past from his youth,
and it gets harder ev'ry time he's about to leave
He stands alone with a broken heart, giving it to You
He's asking You to hold it while You're making him a new
His heart is a piece of art, ev'rything but set apart
from the One who made and loves his very soul
It's carved out from a white stone, once he was alone,
but he'll never be forgotten by the One who calls him his own
He stands alone with a broken heart, giving it to You
He's asking you to hold it while You're making him a new
If he had known just how I look at him
If love was an ocean, he would surely know how to swim
If love was an ocean, he would surely know how to swim
His heart is trembling, it's longing for the King
He wants to know his heart's Creator more
He stands alone in a world of doubt, but even at his worst,
he's not that bad, but what comes to mind, is
he's not that bad, but what comes to mind, is
that You loved him first...
4 comments:
wow. eg grine
:)
show me your face, and I'll dry yours tears.. Eller noe annet poetisk.. Men jeg tar dette som et godt tegn da. Grine er bra :)
Hei, June ;)
Heihei svigerinne:)
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