Craving is a fire that has burned these holes in my heart,
Muddled my vision and my purpose for being here at all,
And left me to trust with everything inside me
That you have a plan and you will stay beside me.
I have no understanding of my own to lean on anymore--
It's burning in that fire locked behind the door.
And I have no sufficiency of my own at last
Because the flames are shriveling all the pride of my past.
So I'm laying alone on the floor in this room,
Thinking and breathing and crying to you.
You're all I have to lean on today.
The hopes of last night are burning away
By the minute,
By the ticking of the clock.
That fire just won't stop.
And I am waiting for You to guide my paths.
I've got nothing now to hold me back.
I will follow. I will run in Your ways
From the fragments of the shriveled yesterday.
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