Confused??
Why do we abuse?
Are we really
So confused
As to what we are?
Lies fly all around
Covering even the ground
Underneath my feet they crunch
Leaving me full?
Not so much
From an ancient hillside
The truths they flow
Rivers gushing of purest gold
Washing, seeking,
Purging each struggling,
Dying soul
Only within
Christ’s outstretched
Hand
Lies the glory, truth of
His promised land
Under His feet
Confusion flees
Before your face
You will see
All lies die
They will end
As He rushes in
New life
New world
As only God can send
SoulSails 