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| THE WINDOW TO MY SOUL |
| There is a window to my soul I can open and close as I go When things get tough for me I tend to close it, too foggy to see. I am shut up inside with my pain The way gets dark, I'm under strain This place I go quite often these days Trying to shutdown and escape. The enemy tries to come in with me But I fight my hardest to be free Let me go, oh endless pain I beg of you unbind these restraints. I lift my eyes up looking for the light Oh God please, not another night What have I done to deserve this? How can I be free, help me resist. My mind goes back in history How could I forget His misery Why am I being so thoughtless When your Son gave His best. What I am suffering cannot compare With all the agony He felt there Oh God, will you tell Him for me To please forgive me, I could not see I need to open the window to my soul Let Him come in, make me whole. The cares of life have got me down All I seem to do these days is frown. On my knees I fall in repentance I hear a voice in the distance "Come unto me child the day is soon, When my return will end the doom." Written by Shirley Barr September 21, 2004 All Rights Reserved Hebrews 13: 20, 21 Now the God of peace, that brought again from the dead our Lord Jesus, that great shepherd of the sheep, through the blood of the everlasting covenant, Make you perfect in every good work to do his will, working in you that which is well-pleasing in his sight, through Jesus Christ; to whom be glory for ever and ever. AMEN |
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