Look to Him, look to Him,
Though you wander in the dark.
Fly high, take wing,
Sing like the lark.
He will triumph,
He will win,
He will overcome your sin –
Let Him in.
Stay strong, keep on,
Like the eagle you will be
Flying on to destiny.
Fly high, do not fear,
Your Lord and Master,
He draws near.
The Lord loves the unlovely,
And sinners He will bring to grace.
How dimly do we see,
With clouded eyes,
His purpose great.
His plan, His picture,
His canvas broad and wide,
His tapestry of colors,
Our fears do now belie.
While we are being molded,
Often unaware,
He paints His colors lovely —
Take heart; do not despair.
Tenderly He fashions
Exquisite work of art.
To soul, though torn and shattered,
His healing will impart.
Oh, drink the healing waters;
Oh, come and do partake.
Let all His love enfold you,
And fear do now forsake.
Broken today
By my own sin.
Tears of sorrow
Fall like the rain.
Only Your love
Will bring a new day.
So weak without You;
Why do I doubt You?
Wandering eyes
Start looking at lies.
Inadequate soul —
Why my surprise?
Why all the violence?
Lacking godly reliance.
Too driven by lust —
In God we must trust.
We all have our fears —
To Him let’s draw near.
Feel so insecure,
But Your love is sure.
Yes, I am weak,
But Your strength I will seek.
Though sometimes depressed,
By You I am blessed.
You’ve won the war,
The strife for my soul.
Now I allow
Your grace to endow
Your new life in me —
And thus victory.
Lord, I need Your healing
From pride, from sin,
From jealousies within.
Please cleanse this broken heart,
Let me make a new start,
Give me Your Sacred Heart.
From fear, from hate,
Wipe clean the slate —
Your love demonstrate.
Help me look up above,
Focus only on Your love,
Fly free like a dove.
Then Your healing light
Will give my soul flight.
I am whole in Your sight.
Why the truth I tend to hide?
Refuse to God my sins confide?
Reluctant Doctor God to see;
Confess that I’m in agony?
Hiding the hate, the fear, the sin;
Hiding all that lurks within.
Not to say that I’m no good,
Just that I be honest should.
And not to hide behind a smile;
Let down the acting for a while.
Not conceal behind a mask
My weaknesses — that is my task.
O why pretend, my weary soul,
That I’m the person in control?
The circumstances of my life
To Him I yield, let go the strife.
How do you tell someone you love them
Though you don’t agree?
How do you show them gratitude
After all these years?
Will they trample on your love?
Crush it under their feet?
Will they say,
“Yes, I was right all along!” ?
How do you say a word
When you’ve been silent all these years?
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