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
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