When the world has tossed me away, and I come into my own, it is your face I see.
When I have no place to come to, you give me shelter
How did I get so lucky? Bought with a price, debt paid in full…
How can dark days overtake me? How can heaviness bloom?
You are the one, the face I see.
The mere attempt to understand, simply amazes me.
When the world has tossed me away, and I come into my own, it is your face I see.
Those days when I feel less than, I come home to your loving gaze, outstretched arms and warm caress and….
It makes me whole.
I look around and wonder, who could it be?
The one who’s so in love with me?
You see past all my flaws to the heart of me…
And yet still, it’s you I see.
I am so imperfect…and yet to you so perfectly, fearfully and wonderfully made.
I am yours, bought with a price
Although there were impostors and imitators, there can only be one originator…
When the world has tossed me away, and I come into my own, it’s your face I see.
When all others have passed away, yet you stand
Mighty as an oak tree blowing against the wind.
The mere experience perplexes me,
No matter the time, the hour, the day…
I need thee, oh I need thee…every hour, I need thee…
You stand yet with open arms to heal every wound, seen and unseen…
With your healing hands, you cleanse me
All for your admiration.
Why would I have ever doubted you?
You have shown yourself true blue.
Even through the smoky haze, it’s always you…
When the world has tossed me away, and I come into my own, it’s your face I see.
The revelation is simply beyond me.
Simply because I have been chosen…
November 28, 2009 11:42 pm.
