Wednesday, July 20, 2011

The Master speaks,
Calls me higher
But I am just too weak
Reaching higher, going farther
Hurts, because I am found
Trapped in a pit
My sins have me bound
Wanting to spit
Out my rage and anger
But you bore them on the cross
And maybe this is just hunger
For more of You, to be my life's boss
I need your grace to transform me
To be greater than all my sin
Heal me with your blood given freely
And with a new heart, a new life shall I begin

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