Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Refuge

"I'm finding myself, at a loss for words. And the funny thing is, it's okay.


The last thing I need, is to be heard. But to hear, what you would say. 


Word of God speak


Would you pour down like rain


Washing my eyes to see your majesty 


To be still and know, that you're in this place


Please let me stay and rest, in your holiness, word of God speak. 


I'm finding myself in the midst of you, beyond the music, beyond the noise



ALL that I need is to be with you,


And in the quiet, hear your voice. 


Word of God speak, would you pour down like rain. Washing my eyes to see, your majesty



 To be still and know, you're in this place 


 Please let me stay and rest in your holiness


Word of God speak. 


I'm finding myself, at a loss for words, and the funny thing is, it's okay. 



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