I Will Fly

One day, in a basement room, two years ago i found salvation, and forgiveness of sins and while i have no excuse, i know i often need saved from sin again so many days and nights i cried for love of Jesus, my blessed Lord for His love of me He bled and died and my own loyalty is small reward i can not begin to comprehend His glory in those courts of God, on Zions mount still more, His compassion and care for me this flawed vessel of such little account i still sin, and i still fail still so far from my own "holiness" still so close to His, my Holy Grail and such joy, i can not fail to express when i sin, to my regret and loss in place of Love Divine i erect a bloody cross and of our loves, i lose mine this is what i can not stand the thought of His pain, unended from His cross, to my death, i understand our sins cause sorrow, however defended i can not forget His love, His presence here, in my little life there was a time, His Spirit flowed from above the memory of such joy cuts like a knife i don't want to live in sin again i won't be at peace with my faults my Lord Jesus will win and i will stand under Heavens' vaults looking at Heavens' sky in the presence of Christ i will fly