-trust-

-trust-

Simply just fall.
Is that so hard for you?
Or is the falling
Solely for sleep in an verbose surrounded pew
I just want to speak
Quiet enough to be heard
A screech of deafness
That imparts to the learned
Or so they think with a paper and hat
Well how about that
While I spoke universe into being
With, a, single, word.
So fall again, come on, just try!
Don't let thine fear come along your side
Whisper sweet vanities of safety aquired
By doing nothing.
So just lay in my hold,
Without waver
Is that why you call me your God
Saviour?
Drown in my words, never alone
Grant your heart; filled with shalom
Because I can be trusted. See?
My Pleas are small, finite prayers that hope to succeed
And what mine is for you:
To fall into the trusting arms of God
Not a deep stagnant sleep on a pew.

-Jealous Grace-

You take my struggle, you make it yours
Your take your love and show it more
You take my faults shored up with pain
You pour your blood and hate washes like rain

Sweet forgiveness, freedom complete
Never will I fall out of your reach
In the depths that I hide, you are there
You Burn down my pernicious affair

And now I find you as my friend
Your Perfect love never ends

I spit in your face
You rip off my sin
Slowly at times
I wish I could win
He don't give up
And He don't give In
He won't stop til he turns me from within
Hallejuyah

Chains and hurt do not remain
In your arms there's no pain
Forgive my week disdain
Crowns to your feet Ive lain

Glory to you
All praise is due
Glory to you
All praise is due

-Masterpiece-

My Dreams and hopes, they fall away
When I sit in your presence and you display
A lump of clay and the future that's gonna be
But I stare in shock and can't really speak
How your working, what you are making complete
the portrait in Your head, that I can't see

So I sit, and I wait, And I hear

That, you got a plan for me
That I cannot see, just yet
But that's alright
Your art to be
That's not complete, just yet
Your light's still burning bright

The easy comes and I wish it to stay
But the hard times come and push it away
And start to forget how the plan is suppose to be
The pain and strife seems to rip it apart
The trash and the sin that blocks inside my heart
And The sight comes near, now it's time to breathe
The tough is here to make this clear:
"I've screwed up, I've failed and I'm stuck right here"
But all is not lost, and you speak the words to me...

Sent from my iPod