Post by remypoe on Mar 10, 2006 10:52:32 GMT -5
In canyons of desolation, consumed in fleshly isolation,
the sinful walk in darkness, of the soul in degradation.
Valleys of mortal consequence, blackened with silence,
surrounded by evil, amidst a storm of such violence.
Relentless assault, on the spirit wandering lost,
bankrupt of morality, unable to pay the cost.
Guilty conviction, in the grasp of worldly addiction,
clinging in futility, to my own pride-filled position.
Weary and spent, my heart screams to relent,
fall to the knees of my soul's genuine repent.
Eyes to the clouds in tear-filled agonizing plea,
at the mercy of the Messiah, the only hope of reprieve.
An image of the Cross, pierces my darkened shame,
the blood washes over me, as my Savior takes the blame.
I arise to the dawn, of a hope-filled new day,
in the purpose of my pain, I'm able to find the way.
the sinful walk in darkness, of the soul in degradation.
Valleys of mortal consequence, blackened with silence,
surrounded by evil, amidst a storm of such violence.
Relentless assault, on the spirit wandering lost,
bankrupt of morality, unable to pay the cost.
Guilty conviction, in the grasp of worldly addiction,
clinging in futility, to my own pride-filled position.
Weary and spent, my heart screams to relent,
fall to the knees of my soul's genuine repent.
Eyes to the clouds in tear-filled agonizing plea,
at the mercy of the Messiah, the only hope of reprieve.
An image of the Cross, pierces my darkened shame,
the blood washes over me, as my Savior takes the blame.
I arise to the dawn, of a hope-filled new day,
in the purpose of my pain, I'm able to find the way.
