We've heard it said “love your neighbour”
But that can be hard to grasp in a world full of hate
Walking around in circles, bitching with friends
Never really knowing that we're are just hailing the bait
The bait to the cause of the messed up generations
of a world that loves sin too much to seek his love
The love of Christ who died on a cross
Cursed for me to rise above
“Do to others as you would have them do to you”
We've all heard it been said before
But none of us are turning the other cheek
Only opening the wrong doors
Not walking this life by faith or his spirit
Meddling with time that we don't even have
And some of us are tired. I don't know about you but I am.
Tired of falling short of his glory.
Glory that he tried so hard for me to have
When you sin, he weeps, for your soul, he cries
And you walking with smiles, yolo's and good byes
When inside, a part of you dies
Because you've forgotten his love
You've forgotten his name
And your bleeding
Hiding your face with shame
That’s my story
My own testimony
About how I fell so hard
on the darkest ceremony
Of my life
I was almost gone
No hope, no love
No peace was born
Then time decided to stop
Inside my heart it stopped
And it flashed by my eyes
Before everything else was blocked
And I saw a hand in the darkness
that I so dearly craved
It reached out to touch me
And like that I was saved
Its so hard for me to write this
But I think you should see
that his love, his love...
Is what I'm created to be
This world can't save me
it has nothing for me
But he who I believe in
Put himself on a tree
For me. To be. His love
Pregnant with the fruits of his spirit
My cup overflowing with riches
Worth so much more than the finest gold
Wisdom calling my name
And I answer her pleads
To understand my God
so I can reap his seeds
That he planted inside of me.
For me. To be. His love.
I've fallen so short of his glory
But his love has never failed me.
I, of mustard seed faith,
told the mountains in my life to jump
And they didn't.
No, they ran. In fact, they leaped.
Jesus on those calm waters, turns to ask me
“Why did you doubt?”
Oh Lord, I ran with fear
For life was a drought.
And I was thirsty God
But I didn't know what would quench my thirst
And it was sin I filled my heart with
Until it was about to burst
With those tears running down
Because I thought I was lost, nowhere to be found
Almost made a choice to give up
Because I was just too bound
Until I remembered. I remembered his name.
And I remembered that I was born of him
And those born of God
Cannot continue living in sin
And this peace washed over me
And the tears stopped.
My time for crying and tribulation was done
Now here comes the sun
with the son
the son of God
who bled to death
became sin for the world
And hang himself on a tree
For me. To be. His love.
'Love is patient. Love is kind
It does not envy, it does not boast.
It is not proud. It is not rude,
It is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered.
It keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects,
always trusts,
always hopes,
always perseveres.
Love never fails'
God never fails.
That's my story
my own testimony
About how I was made right in his eyes
On the faith that Jesus is the glory
The gift of the nations
Given to even those who don't want him
And those that do cannot continue living in sin.
Its so hard for me to write this
But I think you should see
that his love, his love...
Is what I'm created to be.
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Bruised
Teen FictionFather, is there truly no freedom in this world? All around me I see the tears of those who feel lost. All around me I feel the pain of broken hearts. Why is there so much suffering in this world? Father, are we all just chasing the wind?