Woman at the Well
No one else could make me see,
My faults, my failings,
Without embarrassing me.
I suddenly
Came face to face
With my selfishness.
I still don’t know
If I see it all.
No one else could make me see,
My faults, my failings,
Without embarrassing me.
I suddenly
Came face to face
With my selfishness.
I still don’t know
If I see it all.
Breath of the Spirit,
Refreshment so deep.
Sanctified waters,
‘Midst noonday heat.
Sharpening dullness,
Bright’ning the dark.
Lifting the lowly,
Humbling hearts.
Without the Spirit,
There’s naught we can do.
Please fill us, dear Jesus;
Make hearts one with You.
The picture is blurry,
The end is unclear.
The boat, it is leaking.
The vultures draw near.
But this is where
Faith comes in,
Faith comes in,
This is where faith comes in.
The rope, it is fraying;
Your hands getting weak.
You don’t see an opening,
Some comfort you seek.
And this is where
Faith comes in,
Faith comes in,
This is where faith comes in.
The last pennies jingling,
The bills left unpaid.
The doc’s diagnosis
Has made you afraid.
You drive in the darkness,
The rain pouring down,
Dear Jesus, please help me
Get back into town.
Your friends, they have left you,
Or so it can seem.
You’ve used all your options,
Might give up your dreams.
But you need to let
Faith come in,
Faith come in,
You need to let faith come in.
There may not be answers,
You just need to trust … and let
Faith come in,
Faith come in.
You need to let faith come in.
All I have to offer
Are these poor rags,
My poor attempts
To “be somebody”.
All You ever wanted
Was for me to be happy
Just for being alive,
For being created by You.
Redemption has transformed
My rags into riches.
My thread is woven
Into the beautiful tapestry
Of Your creation.
Still, I sigh and moan
While on this earth.
But all will be well.
Do you ever feel like the Drummer Boy?
Nothing to bring to the quiet King.
Nothing to give, except your sin.
Do you ever look inside yourself,
But empty finding, look above.
It’s only there, that there is Love.
And then open your heart to let Him in.
If you can’t live by the ocean,
Bring the ocean to you;
Let gentle waves wash over you.
Let Jesus’ grace
Take cares away.
Rejoice, rejoice!
All things must pass.
No cares nor troubles
Forever last.
All broken dreams will mend
And then —
Forever with Him, with no end.
All time will bend
Towards light and love.
We must endure
And find a cure
For dark despair —
Love —
If you dare.
Easy to say,
But live it out?
“Impossible”,
I want to shout.
But with His grace,
We’ll run the race.
Sweet memories
Of childhood days;
Through endless summers
We could laze.
I’d like to give you
Jesus’ peace —
Forgiveness deep.
I’d like to give you
Fragrant flowers,
To while away
The happy hours.
I’d like to give you
Children’s laughter —
No sadness after.
I’d like to give you
Healing balm
And peaceful calm.
I’d like to give you
Sunset rays,
And purple skies
With waving grain.
I’d like to give you
All my tears,
Without the fears.
I’d like to give you
Clothes to wear,
A living wage,
A home, a lair,
In which you feel
Much comfort there.
I’d like to give
The world these things —
Somehow, in dreams.
Can only God
These things provide?
Each does his part;
That is the start.
[Describes the battle against negativity, depression, believing lies,
wrong thinking, etc. I don’t despair now, but have experienced
the feeling.]
Eyelids lifting,
Day beginning.
Lifting bones;
Must keep from sinning.
Every minute
A battle rages.
Mind’s temptations;
Are you winning?
Laziness
And deep despair.
The battle in
My mind aware.
The thoughts that come
I must resist.
The lies, deceptions
Must desist.
Don’t let Satan
Warp your mind.
Look to Jesus
Strength to find.