I almost went back there today
That place I was before
Filled up with fear and with dismay
Your voice determined to ignore
I missed the luxury of meat
The vegetables and bread
Those memories were pure deceit
An enemy put in my head
Remember how it was back then?
The pain and the abuse?
I want to be a slave again?
To wear the devils noose?
And Oh, my words they came so close
My rebel tongue revealed
The idols of my heart exposed
Lord, why will I not yield!
But You, my hero came once more
To save me once again
Exposed idolatry at core
Unveiled my complaint
Reminding me of tenderness
Of how Your love provides
Though where we go I cannot guess
In You its safe to hide.
Written September 2005
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Jan. 10, 2006 - Thanks!
Blessings,
Becky