November 18, 2006
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Your love
makes it impossible to run away from my sin
Your love
is so true it hurts to see it and my lack
Your love
is sharper than a sword at cutting through my self-pity
and i cry out in pain
wanting to escape your gaze
so unworthy You call out the me
i am scared to show
so doubting the unfamiliar territory
where i have no control
forgive my unbelief in You
and in myself
trading the adventure for an ache of worries
take me back
and You are already there
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The little girl that dances in the breeze
the little girl that wants to climb the trees
the little one that looks around her with delight
the little one you must protect from her fright
she’s so small
but she knows so much
is she waiting
for some magic touch
to open the doors
and let her in
to where her adult life
will magically begin?
