Songs
All songs copyright Morna J. Higgs, 2003
Simple

Lord take my heart, cut it to the core
Spirit reign in me, I want to be like you are
It's so simple, it's so simple
But I make it so hard

Lord wash my feet, filthy as they are
I want to walk beside you and be held in your arms
It's so simple, it's so simple
But I make it so hard

Take me to the place where I am bowed before your throne
Lord, make your will all my desire
Make me one with the Son
And as I come before you now cleanse me with your blood
Cover me and all my sin
Bathe me in your flood

It's so simple, it's so simple, it's so simple
The beauty of your love
I wrote this song first after Glimpse (a worship service in Edmonton) one evening.  I then lost it, but remembered the phrase "It's so simple, but I make it so hard."  This is the rewrite. I was really wrestling with the whole idea of surrender and allowing God to work in me, and I came to the conclusion that it was me who was making it so difficult for God to work.  This was, and continues to be, my prayer.
The Father's Song

You are greatly loved with an everlasting love
You are greatly loved with an everlasting love

O my child, I sing over you
O my child my heart beats for you
Come find shelter under my wings
I will keep you warm and give you everything
You need

For you are greatly loved with an everlasting love
You are greatly loved with an everlasting love

O my child please, please come back to me
You've wandered so far, won't you please come home
Don't you know I have great plans for you
Plans of a future and a hope for you

You are greatly loved with an everlasting love
You are greatly loved with an everlasting love

I will set your feet upon a rock
I will make your footsteps firm
Please take my hand, I will lead you
I will give you peace in your time of storm
I don't recall the circumstances surrounding the writing of this song, but I think it is a good reminder of how God really feels about us.  Not being a parent, I can only imagine the love that a mother or father has for their child, but here is my imagining of the love and longing that God has for us, his children.
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