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The Art of Hearing

    I was aware of your voice speaking to me, Lord When I came to the very sense of your presence here You spoke softly and I rose to meet you here I asked only that you be careful to listen And you spoke clearly to me of my things I asked of your voice to me I asked of your love You spoke tender and carefully Yet I wait for you word Yet I wait for you to speak I hear you softly say “I am here son, Let me in” And as I wait, you carry me home to you “Ask anything and I will give it to you” That you would be here with me Thank you, Lord. Photo by  Geri Mis  on  Unsplash
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  As a tribe assembles to celebrate and rejoice So, my heart treasures these times Yet I strongly agree to be thankful I also agree that my life is not my own So, I wait for a time to sing So, I wait for a moment that truly matters I sing of His love for me I sing of this tune That he gave me life is wonderful That he made me to sing is joyful That he died that I could be free is my delight That my face be found in his radiance and King Jesus be in me Oh, the joy of being free to worship thee Thank you, Lord for all you do and say to me But most of all thank you for being my Lord.

Fall Away or Burn with Me

As I ask my Lord to come he offers me his heart So running away from him isn’t wise But my heart knows only sin So coming away for a bit, I see him reaching out to me Yet I wander, he brings me close Yet I fall, he lifts my head up to see I’m loved And as I shelter in his wing As I carry my cross to him who sing So I wait in the blaze of fire that is intimate So I wait in the place where I submit To him be the glory To him be the praise To him be sovereign reign 

I was a Man, Now I’m Free to Sing

Lost and broken in two I call on my King Found unable to sing I walk into the midst of a bonfire pit I walk into the midst of turmoil  And yet I burn for lust and greed My hand he lifts and steadies Yet I am in need  He answers my call I am free to be me

I Was Open and He Made Me New

I was open to his word this day I call to you I was open to him in a way which I would call free Yet my song wasn’t found in him alone I was caught in my own in ability to free me See I wasn’t alone in my struggle with sin He came in and gave me love for the very thing I hurt for I saw the need of those people in my life that needed my love And I saw the hope that was within them This I made a choice to sing This I made a long answer one of yes Because I see him standing with eyes of longing Because I can’t do this alone Because he beckons me towards him I lean not on my own understanding rather on the one who gives me life

I was Lost and He Found Me

There I was along the road of destruction again Falling into the pit of despair I was overtaken with fear and loss was my portion Yet in this place he saw me there Awaken oh my soul to this tune Awake to this sound For on the hills is a merry tune  One from long ago Where I will lay my head upon his breast I will rest in his embrace Cos in this place I fear not In this, I am found.

Awake You Sleeper and Rise

I was away wandering the byways of life When I saw you there standing next to me You looked at me with compassion in your eye You took me in, and I stood at the abyss of darkness unafraid Because you were with me, I could face my fear Because you were there my fears are gone.