When I've struggled in my own strength
I laboured in vain
Chose to trust in what my hands could do
Instead of looking to you.
With all of my heart I'm coming back to you
Bearing all the scars of failing to trust you
In all of your grace you stoop down to rescue
seeing all the burdens you longed to share
Nothing to be gained by stayling silent
denying all the hopes and fears I keep within
Nothing to be gained by staying silent
God show's His love for me in discipline
To be sung with tears in eyes, like last night on the way home. Nothing like a fresh revelation of God's heart for me....
M
Matt Crossman
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