What awaits me?
What draws my soul toward this benevolent truth?
A heart, twisted and torn,
Crying out in udder dissilience,
Searching…
Can this barren wasteland within be the pinnacle of my life?
I refuse to agree, I refuse to accept this notion of empty salvation that has been fed to me.
Looking forward, anticipating what’s to come, this inspires the movement of MY feet,
And the delectation that follows a life of humbly and devoutly kneeling in praise and utter shame, will lift and dissipate my iniquities.
What awaits me?
What draws my soul toward this peace from blessed righteousness?
A Father, sovereign and omnipotent,
Crying out in love for the souls of his children,
Forgiving…
A fortress of grace and love that engulfs my every tormenting perplexity.
He chose the path to be wandered.
I can not, will not walk in opposition.
A love that is never ending, never judging, never failing.
A love that is always true, always saving, always sacrificing, and always persevering.
This love overwhelms my soul, fighting to become the forefront of my essence.
What awaits me?
What draws forth my love?
A faith that gives peace
A faith that reassures
A faith that moves mountains
A faith that conquers all
This I await, for this I seek, for this I am drawn.
For this, I will walk through the valley of the shadow of death
And evil will fear my God.
What draws my soul toward this benevolent truth?
A heart, twisted and torn,
Crying out in udder dissilience,
Searching…
Can this barren wasteland within be the pinnacle of my life?
I refuse to agree, I refuse to accept this notion of empty salvation that has been fed to me.
Looking forward, anticipating what’s to come, this inspires the movement of MY feet,
And the delectation that follows a life of humbly and devoutly kneeling in praise and utter shame, will lift and dissipate my iniquities.
What awaits me?
What draws my soul toward this peace from blessed righteousness?
A Father, sovereign and omnipotent,
Crying out in love for the souls of his children,
Forgiving…
A fortress of grace and love that engulfs my every tormenting perplexity.
He chose the path to be wandered.
I can not, will not walk in opposition.
A love that is never ending, never judging, never failing.
A love that is always true, always saving, always sacrificing, and always persevering.
This love overwhelms my soul, fighting to become the forefront of my essence.
What awaits me?
What draws forth my love?
A faith that gives peace
A faith that reassures
A faith that moves mountains
A faith that conquers all
This I await, for this I seek, for this I am drawn.
For this, I will walk through the valley of the shadow of death
And evil will fear my God.