Wednesday, June 22, 2011

It's on repeat

 I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come? My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth. He will not let your foot be moved; he who keeps you will not slumber...The LORD is your keeper; the LORD is your shade on your right hand. The sun shall not strike you by day, nor the moon by night. The LORD will keep you from all evil; he will keep your life. The LORD will keep your going out and your coming in from this time forth and forevermore. Psalm 121



All day long
We are sinking just like stones
Into the shadow of your kindness

In this shade
Between the wingspan of your face is
The only place
Where we can bed these burdens down
so I

Lift my eyes up to the hills
Who is gonna help me now
You’re my only
You’re my only
You’re my only hope

Tangled up
In the great ridiculous
Way you love
it is the only way to live
There’s no escape
When you look at me that way
Staring like a deer into the headlights of your praises

Lift my eyes up to the hills
Who is gonna help me now
You’re my only
You’re my only
You’re my only hope
You’re my only
You’re my only
You’re my only hope

And you come like the sun
With pockets full of redemption
And you come
With the sun
With the sun
And you come like the sun
With pockets full of redemption
And you come

With the sun
With the sun
With the sun
With the sun
With the sun
With the sun
With the sun
With the sun

1 comment:

Paul said...

Amy,

Just wanted to say thank you for posting this! Needed to hear and read this today!

Again, thank you,

Paul
aka The Mayor :-)
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