Monday, February 21, 2011

Lord, Speak through me.

Take these words right off my lips
Catch them with your fingertips
Don’t let them slip away through your hand
Need to be careful where they land
Hold them close to your heart
Let there be a purpose for my lips to part
Speaking with a soul of love and passion
Never allowing the waves to go crashin’...
Hearts and minds pick up a different reading,
Hoping they detect the same greeting...
Whispering softly the truth needing to be heard
Engage your ears to the will of his word.
If nothing else can be done...
Then that’s when you know the wars been won.

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