10 December 2010

day eighteen

Whatever tickles your fancy

I've been running, trying to be one who sees
I've been working salvation out of my knees
There is nothing better than knowing
We are redeemed

I'm believing, trusting in Creative Hands
I am praying for our world to bow to Your plan
And this one thought is unmistakeable
I take up my cross and follow You, Lord

When You stand, the tall trees and mountains bow
When You speak, the fiercest of oceans is still
And I see the sinner seek devotion, the lost become chosen
And I fall to my knees

I'm forgiven by a Savior who did not deserve death
He was blameless, and I was lost in shamefulness
I'm delivered, but it doesn't seem right
Unless I keep my eyes focused on the Savior who gave His life

In the middle of a world that denies it believes
It is breaking apart at the very seams
There is one thing to be alive for,
And it's to take up my cross and follow You, Lord

When You stand, the tall trees and mountains bow
When You speak, the fiercest of oceans is still
And I see the sinner seek devotion, the lost become chosen
And I fall to my knees

And I fall to my knees

I will take up my cross and follow, Lord where You lead me
I will take up my cross and follow wherever You go

When You stand, the tall trees and mountains bow
When You speak, the fiercest of oceans is still
And I see the sinner seek devotion, the lost become chosen
And I fall to my knees

When You stand, the tall trees and mountains bow
When You speak, the fiercest of oceans is still
And I see the sinner seek devotion, the lost become chosen
And I fall to my knees

And I fall to my knees

Lord, You bring me to my knees...

...I found a place, caught in open arms
Where love's embrace mends a broken heart
Here I will stay, all my days
Draw me closer

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