Abide. Rest. Repeat.

November 10, 2016
  • If repentance is what your blood demands
    May I always be willing
    With open hands
    To cry out and spill my heart
    To the One who formed the land
    And breathed life into the seas.
    If waiting for your comfort
    Means I cry lots of tears
    May that comfort be strong
    And sustain for years.
    For my weak and feeble heart
    Seeks to be fresh,
    To have a new start.
    And as the sun rises
    I sing and rejoice
    For your mercies are made new
    With the light and morning dew.
    Oh praise this great God who knew
    I’d need many days of light and mercy.
    Grace to wake up again
    And fight for all His goodness,
    To exchange my sin for His beauty
    Abide. Rest. Repeat.

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