Lord of my moments

day to day breathing is heavy sometimes
giving You control has me trembling with fright
surrender overwhelms me like an incoming tide
the weight of forgiveness burns soft, deep inside

my life bears Your name and I'm cupped in Your hands
but I build crumbling castles as fast as I can
set me high on the Rock, wash away all the sand
hour by hour trusting in Your perfect plan

I'm scared of Your mercy - it's lovely and hard
Your goodness like fire rearranges my heart
be Lord of my moments, You've stained them with joy
like swallowing sunshine, I make You my choice

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Sometimes I am melodramatic... Bear with me. My favorite thing is finding hope in hard places. If you enjoyed something (or not) I would love to hear from you! You can make me very happy by leaving a comment :)


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