Let it be
Can't you see?
Please redeem
Love is free
Hope, my plea
Loyalty
My decree
Heart ready
You bring me
Remedy
Thankfully
Now my need
(To be) perfectly
Found in Thee
Don't leave me
Let it be Can't you see? Please redeem Love is free Hope, my plea Loyalty My decree Heart ready You bring me Remedy Thankfully Now my need (To be) perfectly Found in Thee
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I've been storing up fresh water in a bucket
Putting gold and gems and jewels inside a pail And one day when those containers are tipped over Its contents will spill out without fail. I've been keeping hidden shame in a carton Collecting sand and grime and dirt along the way And some time when my being is filled over Everything will fall, nothing remain. Eventually we all fill up - what's in us overflows Whist shaken, we spill the beauty and rubble Of our content there below The gold and jewels and sand and grime And all the in-between Life cuts us by bad blows sometimes So what, friends, do you bleed? I feel like a queen
Dignified on her throne Royal, famous, loved by all My castle is lovely Lavish hallways, stone walls Covered in ivy They appear to enthrall If I am a queen He must be the jester And the guards run him off Without power to pester I feel like a queen Who turns to the crowd Waving, laughing, smiling to all My appearance is regal Flowing dresses, warm shawls Covered in diamonds They appear to enthrall But, I am no queen, No guards in my court For the jester, he found me And brought me remorse I feel like a queen The one stripped from her crown Shameful, head down, turned from all My cadence stays steady Although shaken, won’t fall Something inside me Is feeling enthralled No, I am no queen Too much high life for me I’d rather be my own guard Than cause armies to bleed |
AuthorI simply enjoy the act of writing. How much greater would life be Keeping it on record.
March 2016
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