| 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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