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I hope you can forgive me For wrong decisions I have made I've been so afraid to let you go into the world
I don't have to tell you What my childhood put me through All the empty years, the stifled fears, what could I do?
CHORUS Like a root out of dry ground I grow in the Lord It's slow and sure, but it's hard, so hard The dry ground is my ground But I don't want it to be yours
I hope you can forgive me For wanting an only perfect you I didn't think it through, I just wanted you not to be me!
You don't have to repeat my life Your ransoms paid by the blood of Christ Oh, run ahead of me, I free you to be God's precious child (CHORUS) |
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Coming from a place of not having grown up with the Lord and of not knowing how to raise my children, I've done so many things wrong. More than anything, I've viewed things wrongly. As my wonderful daughter Shoshanna, now 24, grew up, I felt so often like I wished I could undo some of the stupid things I did and was doing. I wrote this song to tell her a number of things. I will not explain them to you- I will let the song do that! Hope you enjoy this honest look at myself. |
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