So unfulfilling , I feel abused
And like a light that isn't real
Deceived, I've been made so confused
I hear a voice inside my head
Against the things by which I've sworn
That judging others is not my god
But grace abounds and so much more
A struggle still to see the world
As sheep who all have gone astray
Just as I also once was lost
A promise fulfilled on that day
And though I am already saved
And though his glory I already share
The crown I long for must be won
His cross, his yoke, I still must bare
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