"Turn the page

Can't turn the light out

Every word every line

Carries to my soul

Dark letters on a page

Singing so loud

Where did I go wrong

not to hear Your.....



Eighteen years

Guess it was alright

I let You do the thinking

I'd just rather bide my time

Father to son

Sunday hand me down

Where did I go wrong

Not to hear Your song



It's a beautiful sound

Moving through the crowd

Voices lifted up

On high for You



It's a beautiful song

And we've only just begun to understand

Rediscovering You



To have found You , and still be looking for You

It's "The soul's paradox of love"

I won't stop now that I'm free

I'll be chasing You

Like You chase me



Lead us break us

Form us make us

Mold us bend us

Push us shape us

This is poetry in motion

Mercies new everyday

This faith cannot stay still

Until we see You face to face"