my child
written for senior high camp
july 2004


im building a wall brick by brick
this ones for betrayal
another one for my broken heart
the next two are my pride

im tired of worrying what people think about me
they dont know what goes on in my mind
Lord are you real, are you real?
are you even there? do you even care?

am i really forgiven for everything  ive done?
whisper to me softly that you take me as i am

people around me say one thing
but you say another
im not sure...i cant tell
no i dont know...which way to go
in a room of one or one hundred
i feel all alone
Lord can you really melt a heart
thats been left out in the cold?

am i really forgiven for everything ive done?
whisper to me softly that you take me as i am
as i am...as i am...

oh my child, oh my child
what has this world done to you?
youve been beaten up and bruised
torn down and abused
and you dont even know that i love you
i love you...

dont move i am here, dont move i am here
to rescue my child
im tearing down your wall brick by brick
and sin by sin
ive been waiting for so long to hear your voice call my name
to hold you close and to wipe away each tear
my child

you are really forgiven for everything, everything that youve done
and i do really take you just as you are
just as you are, my child

come home my child....
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