I SEE YOU

As clouds descend over waters blue,
A misty stance then bids adieu, and
I see you.

In the morning fog quite thick with dew,
An image veiled disappears from view, and
I see you.

A distant time from whence we knew
Brings precious rhymes between us two, and
I see you.

A crystal gaze from eyes once blue,
Now emerald haze distorts the view, still
I see you.

Where tears are dried and dreams come true,
I hear your voice – you hear me too.
I touch your face What a precious view.
Today is the day we start anew, for
I see you.

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YOU’RE STRETCHING ME, OH LORD, MY GOD

THE CRY

You’re stretching me, dear Lord, my God.
You’re pulling at my soul.
It’s far too much for me to bear,
It’s taking quite a toll.

Through tears, the life pours from my eyes.
Deep within me, sorrow lies.
Rushing waves of anger rise.
Forgive me Lord, my faith subsides.

You’re stretching me, dear Lord, my God.
You’re pulling at my soul.
It’s far too much for me to bear,
It’s taking quite a toll.

Pain within me now resides.
Its aim has been to paralyze.
The load is such I can’t abide.
I pray that You relieve my stride.

THE SUBMISSION

My Holy Father spoke to me
And slowly I began to see:

I know the burden that you bear,
I know your pain for I also share.
In love, I suffered for your sin
So you’d possess the power within

To look beyond transgression’s face.
See, I was once there in your place.
Yet, with My blood the price was paid.
My body scarred so you’d be saved.

So by My grace, now you may live.
To abide in Me, you must forgive.
The path is set. I’ve paved the way.
Be like My Son, as I’ve heard you pray.

THE REVELATION

Oh Father, I remember now.
I pray that You would show me how
To be like Jesus, this I’d say:
“Please teach me how to walk His way.”

I’ll gladly take this cross to bear.
As an act of love and an answered prayer,
Keep stretching me, dear Lord, my God.
Keep pulling at my soul.

Christ strengthens me to do all things.
In this, I am consoled.
Keep teaching me to walk His way,
To trust in You and never stray.

Please give me eagles’ wings to soar
and draw me closer to You, Lord.
For there I’m in Your perfect will,
Of love and peace… forever still.

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IF THE SUN SHOULD RISE WITHOUT ME

If the sun should rise without me…
Know that God will still be here.
If your memories talk about me,
It’s to keep my presence near.
See, life goes on and so will you,
For time is short and your work’s not through.
As The dreams we shared between us two
Are waiting now for one to do.

If the sun should set without me…
Know the angels guard your sleep.
If you dream a dream devoutly,
It is God, for He does speak.
Don’t mourn the holding of my hand
Or the prayers we prayed when our days began,
For there’ll come a day when we’ll meet again
And I’ll hold the door when you’re welcomed in,

If the sun should rise without me…

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