Thy Will Be Done

Through these blind eyes
It’s hard to see the light.
It’s hard to see my future,
What is coming?
What is going on?
Because…
I can’t see past clouds inside my vision.
I can’t see the light.
Where’s the light?
Where’s the light?

Show me the light, Lord.
Heal my blinded eyes.
I don’t need to see past the vision,
But help me make it through
What’s in front of me.
Take my hand.
Pull me through.
Make it right.
Thy Will Be Done.

Through these deaf ears
It’s hard to hear Your voice.
The whisper, light and beautiful.
What do You have to say?
Where are You?
Because…
I can’t find You, though I seek You.
Are You always there?
Are You always there?

Shout it to me, Lord.
Heal my deafened ears.
I can’t hear Your words.
But help me find the treasures
Hidden in Your Word.
Take my hand.
Pull me through.
Make it right.
Thy Will Be Done.

It’s hard.
I can feel.
Though I can’t see.
Though I can’t hear.
I can feel.
I can feel.
Capture me.
Embrace me.
Save me.
Help me, Savior.
Save me.

Show me.
Thy Will Be Done.

This Thing Called Love

V1
He wants to be somebody’s hero.
No one ever saved him,
No one really raised him.
What’s love?
So he sets out on a mission
Trying to gain himself some respect.
Trying to be perfect.
He doesn’t know that he can’t handle this life on his own.

Chorus
This thing called love’s a tricky thing.
We throw it up
Then it comes down.
If there’s only one thing we can learn,
Let it be that love is only true when it is pure.

V2
She wants to be somebody’s everything.
No one ever loved her.
No one tried to rescue her.
Why not?
So she tries to be an angel.
She plays the damsel in distress,
But what’s next?
She’s trying to find her hero.
She’s on the edge of breaking now.
She’s been thrown on the ground too hard.
Too much.

(Chorus)

Bridge
So the hero and the angel rendezvous,
Cause you know,
They were meant for each other, these two.
But then the hero becomes pressured to rescue someone better,
And the angel just can’t seem to stop her lies.
So they split apart.
What happened to their plans?

But what they didn’t realize,
Was that Love was always by their sides.
And the hero could have been saved,
And saved some lives a long time ago.
This faulty angel on the ground,
Her Savior wouldn’t let her down.
She’d been looking eye-level way too long.
If she’d look up she’d see a hand to hold.
A hand to hold.

(Chorus)

"Where"

Some of the next few posts are actually older poems and songs, but I didn't post them earlier because they're kind of corny :P But oh well. Imma post them now and you can read or not lol.


Where do you go when there’s nowhere to run to?
Where do you go when there’s nowhere to turn?
What do you do when your life is all before you?
What do you do when there’s nothing left to lose?

Run into the arms of Jesus.
He’s waiting for you; calling out your name.
Fall into the comfortable embrace
When you don’t know what to do.
Run into the arms of Love
He’s romancing you; He wants to help,
Help you make it through.
He loves you.

Where do you find a purpose for living?
How do you know that your life is worth the fight?
Why must you suffer through trials and temptations?
How come nothing ever seems to turn out just right?

“Baby, I’m here for you.
Please come back.
I’ll hold you forever.
You can make it through, with me.
I love you, baby.
Let me be your Daddy.
Let me be your Lover.
Let me show you my Love.”

When your world falls down,
When it crashes from underneath
When you feel like you’re stranded
Nothing left to do but sink,
Run to your Daddy, your Lover, your Friend.
When all the world fails you
He’ll become your world.

Run into the arms of Jesus.
He’s waiting for you; calling out your name.
Fall into the comfortable embrace
When you don’t know what to do.
Run into the arms of Love
He’s romancing you; He wants to help,
Help you make it through.
He loves you.

Melody and Harmony

The mask of true voices—
Carrying highs and lows.
The melody and harmony
Like a carousel—round they go.
Up and a down and a one, two, and three.
Then they stop—
Here’s the bridge.
A break in tune and note and flow.
Then back up the ladder,
And hiding in ditches,
The notes pick up flow
And bring heart-warming wishes.
A rhyme and a scheme and a one, two, and three.
Riding again,
Hand-in-hand,
Melody and harmony.

A Prayer to God--Just me pouring out my thoughts

Precious Lord, fill me up and pour me out! I pass by how many people a day? Who are they? What do they need? What are they going through? God, I pass them by without a second glance, second thought about what they are going through. Whether it be death whether it be pregnancy whether it be family issues whether it be the joy that comes from friendship and the love that comes from You, people are always going through something--good or bad. When I am well should I not let the "inexpressible joy" that is within me overflow? Should I not confront the trials and temptations that people go through every day, and help others in a way that would please You? What use am I if I lay around in the comforts of my home all day long, when people are struggling to find a place to stay for the night? To provide food for their families that they won't starve? What about those who have yet to be shown Your grace and love? Even when I myself am going through trials and temptations, that does NOT change the fact that others have it worse than I do! God, I want to be a drink offering. Don't let me become useless, Sovereign God. Please, please, please fill me up and pour me out! Make me a drink offering. Take this life that I have and use it to benefit Your glory. Help me see people as you see people, and don't allow me to become complacent with my relationship with You. Use me, God. Don't let me be wasteful.