Wake Me Up
First I just want to say that without God, I would not be inspired to write the things I
do and would have no tongue to speak such words. I thank you Lord for giving me the gift
of writing. Help me to shape it for you dear God. Let me be a fountain to your name.
Wake me up
Remove the blanket
See how I shiver without it
But shall I need it?
Depend on it?
Reach longing for it?
Wake me up
Oh light do you bring
Warmth to my attention?
Is this what the profits mention?
Can I dress the way you do?
How oceans move
And skies be blue
Beat light in me
The way a human heart shall do?
How it beats to move
To feel a pulse
To prove
If condemnation be thy path
Heaven bound
Or fires wrath
Be the stick that bares the flame
He came
Just as we shall come for you
Broken bruised
And ever smiling in your
Presence fame
I will wear the rags of shame
Wake me up
For I crave sleep
Its rhythmic inhale
Of intoxication
The indignation
Put to rest
Keeping my head level
With my chest
Wake me up
You have come for me
Haven't you?
For I feel your presence
And I needn’t this blanket any longer
Shiverless
Unpredicted
Vindicated
Uncomplicated
Warm
Warmer than I've ever been
Than I have asked to be
Longed to be
Yet here I be
Warm
You came for me
As I shall come for you
In time
And in pain
I come to glorify your rein
Your name
Your heir
Your air
Wash your feet till clean
And bare
Unscratched
Untainted
As God have madeth
Created
To be.
Wake me up
so I can ever indulge
In your light
And in your warmth
And in your presence
Your heart
How it beats to move
To feel a pulse
To prove
What blankets cannot cover
Cannot comfort
Cannot save
Wake me up
I needn't this blanket any longer.
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