It's time to finally recognize that my life is not my own. Whatever happens at San Diego and in the next few weeks, months, and years, is all up to God. Be my help. Help me to fall from myself. Heal me once again Lord. You are all I have left to believe in.
I am the woman at the well, I am the harlot
I am the scattered seed that fell along the path
I am the son that ran away
I am the bitter son that stayed
My God, my God, why hast Thou accepted me
When all my love was vinegar to a thirsty King
My God, my God, why hast Thou accepted me
It's a mystery of mercy and the song, the song I sing
I am the angry man who came to stone the lover
I am the woman there ashamed before the crowd
I am the leper who gave thanks
But I am the nine that never came
My God, my God, Lord you are
My God
Mystery of Mercy ~ Caedmon's Call
1 comment:
Those are some really cool lyrics. I'd like to hear the song now. :) How you doing Bethany girl??
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