monumental watershed way that you just
want to write and write and write all these realities that
there are no words for
But you can’t. You
never will.
He’s bigger than me
Stronger than me
He died for me
And He still wants to be with me
He has authority, and power
His grace falls down in showers and hours later it still is
waiting,
For only my yes, to receive
Everyday he draws me near,
to interfere, in evil’s work
Every day he calls my name,
just the same, as he did the day of my birth.
What is my worth?
Only in Him
Where I can run?
Folly it is, even to try
He is the sea and sky
He is above the sea
I must cry
Jesus is Lord
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