Sharpen Up the Axe
When I woke up this morning in my warm comfortable bed
I wished I could stay there and go back to sleep instead
But the Lord was beckoning and I knew I'd best obey
So I got up and prepared myself for what the Lord would say
I thanked him for watching over me throughout the night
And allowing me to wake up surrounded by his light
Then I stopped and listened and as he began to speak
Just the power in his voice was enough to make me weak
He told me how it made him sad to see his children fight
Over things that arn't important like who is wrong or right
I could feel his urgency his concern was very deep
For many of his children who have fallen into sleep
He doesn't want us wasting time trying to prove someone wrong
He wants us to come together we've been fighting way too long
Time is passing quickly there's no time to be lax
He wants us to be prepared to sharpen up our axe
Copyright © Joye Atkinson | Year Posted 2011
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