His Lullaby
Give me your troubled heart.
Give me your weary mind.
Give me your heavy load,
I’ll make it mine.
I know you don’t remember now
the time we used to spend.
Trust me child, you were here
and you’ll be back again.
Show me just a little faith,
let me take your hand.
Give me an open heart.
Give me your hand.
I am here guide you through
this dreary land.
Won’t you let me guide you through
this dreary land?
I know you don’t remember now
the time we used to spend.
Trust me child, you were here
and you’ll be back again.
Show me just a little faith,
let me take your hand.
Give me a little time,
I know it’s hard to find.
Just let it go, and let me know,
I’ll ease your mind.
I’ll lift you up. I’ll bring you home.
I’ll make you mine.
Yes, I’ll lift your spirit up.
I’ll make you mine.
I know you don’t remember now
the life we had before.
I paid the price.
I laid it down.
I opened up the door.
So take my hand,
I’ll lead you home,
where we lived before.
Just take my hand,
I’ll lead you here…
where we lived before.
Copyright © Jeff Bresee | Year Posted 2024
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