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