The deep inner workings of a beggar's mind


Drawn to Your side, I cry.
A glimpse of Your face, I die.
Held in Your arms, I lie.
The sound of Your voice, I fly.

Drawn to Your throne, I fall.
A glimpse of my heart, I crawl.
Held by Your grace, I stand tall.
The sound of Your name, I call.

Drawn to Your heart, I blend.
A glimpse of my sin, I rend.
Held by Your love, I mend.
The sound of Your praise, I lend.

2 responses

  1. !!!!
    amazing, amazing.
    so tender and true

    you really should put music to this

    August 25, 2008 at 09:38

  2. eowynfair

    Very thoughtful and thought provoking.

    April 28, 2009 at 00:31

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