It hurts to think
It hurts to sleep
My dreams haunt me
My to be life extraordinaire
Now my nightmare
It hurts to love
It hurts to be hurt
My heart is broken
My to be life extraordinaire
Now just a crazy idea?
The things I liked
Are just passing me by
My God, how did I get here?
Did I loose sight,
Of what you desire my life to be?
The things I planned
Now just seem obscured
By all this hurt
Help me gain but a mustard seed
Size of faith to see the sun
If I know one thing
Is in You I have hope
I give you my hurt
Heal me Lord
Turn it into a blessing
In place of all the hurt
I accept your grace and pardon
For peace and joy are mine
And a new vision
To keep on loving
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