The Body Remains
This body I’m in is bound up in countless chains
This body I’m in is so captive to all sorts of pains
My soul is broken spiritually and I need some relief
My heart is refusing to pound in hopelessness and grief
Humility is what we need instead of pride
Healing and physical comfort deep inside
We need an act of charity is in secret
A sought-out forgiveness is far from regret
Glorify us in our suffering and distress
As we look towards Your heavenly throne
In righteousness and pure faithfulness
I tread the road of recovery on my own
This body is worn-out and afraid of the dark
The key to the corridor is slipping out of my grasp immediately
This tiresome frame of mind is an empty ark
In my mind’s eye, I am fighting a thousand wars for serenity
Lord of Accord, will it ever come?
That wondrous, soon-to-be Kingdom?
Will You help me see through my trials of hardship?
I’m a mere failure to Your successful, victorious trip
Towards the end of time
Towards its precious prime
Wait, look and hope for God to show us the way
I’m afraid my fear of what lies ahead is here today
I desire to know Your way of life
To destroy all the remaining strife
I desire to know the words of wisdom
That sets us free from feeling dumb
Affliction has been my addiction lately
You afflict my weary soul with glad misery
Surprised by the fact that you’ve been frankly gone
Since dusk to dawn, I guess you’ll be moving on
In the shadows is where my loneliness lurk
In the shadows is where my brain goes berserk
I dwell with the worthless sins of my wicked youth...
Just give me a good reason to cling on to Your truth
You have given me a good one
I welcome the sun and His son
In my life, I am washing myself dry from being wet with sorrow
Purge out my sins from my youth and give me another tomorrow
Deliver my soul from shame
Sacrifice my heart of sham
Make my heartstrings tame
I am just Your long-lost lamb
Have mercy upon me, oh please
Set me free in the blessed breeze
I was that goat in the fields of blasphemy
Now, I am the lamb of peaceable prosperity
The way of get gets to me
I wish I can give You my all, You my all
I don’t want my love with envy
I want love without anger and appall
This body I’m in is released from countless chains, unleashed in dismay
This body I’m in is so liberated, leaving me with the remains of yesterday
My soul is mended spiritually and I need some happiness
My heart is beginning to pound in joyous hopefulness
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