Spiritual Journeys #2 |
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In The Grip of Grace |
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zaaclindsay Member
since 2009-08-12
Posts 111Ottawa Ontario |
Some say I'm a dreamer, don't know how I got this way. Mama just thinks I'm crazy, so there's not much left to say. Well, I can't hide these feelings. This heart's been restless all my life. And I can't seem to stop this yearning; this burning emptiness inside. So let me feel the Spirit move, and fill this broken heart of mine. ‘Cause I've been running way too long, and there's nowhere left to hide. So let me stand in silence, while these tears run down my face. ‘Cause tonite I need to know how it feels, to be in the grip of grace. I know I don’t deserve it. It’s probably just as well. There’s nothing left of me to offer, not as far as I can tell. But I know I don’t belong here. This strange land is dark and cold. I need someone who’ll watch over me, and help me find my way back home. So let me feel the Spirit move, and touch this lonely heart of mine. ‘Cause I’ve been running way too long, and there’s no place left to hide. Oh, let me stand in silence. Please wipe these tears from my face. I don’t wanna be anywhere, but in the grip of grace. Please don't let go, I need to know I'm in the grip of grace. I kept wondering why that frisbee kept getting bigger and bigger....and then it hit me. |
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sandgrain Member Elite
since 1999-09-21
Posts 3662Sycamore, IL, USA |
Ah, yes, that void God planted within our hearts, will not leave us content until we allow Him to fill it. I liked this piece. God bless, Rae |
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