sleep spirit sleep soundly in the Lord
as my tears come down my cheek
they magnify the grass below
and slowly, thoughtfully, drop on the ground
the sound vacant to those around
but to me…they scream everything that’s dear
for i deserve nothing, nothing to which I am given here.
substance: humility
sitting here upon my knees
because my life is a moth that is sucked into the fire
and all i have is this life to show for gratitude…
this horrible, sick sinned life….in which I give to You
and in Your love make new
but i know….is not in what i try to
for Your blood was enough that’s due.
Thank You.
Lord of mercy, care and heart
Lord of everything in part
You make this life as white as snow
and in the cracks you read my woes
in the places no one else can know
in the places no one else will know.
as i lay my head upon a pillow…
i hear the grass….begin to grow….
sleep spirit sleep soundly in the Lord.