Weight of the World
The leaves are falling, the temperature is dropping
My spirit is stalling, my passion is stopping
Who can save me from myself?
Who will be there to help?
I have fallen down, and the weight of the world is upon me
I cannot lift in on my own, for it is far too heavy
Who will come and give me a hand
Who is strong enough to stand?
To carry the human race
To experience His grace
For too long now, I have been trying
But slowly my soul has been dying
Because I am not enough on my own
I was not designed to go it alone
I cannot be a one man army
So I ask for those with a heart
For a dying and broken world
To join me in a new start
Does anyone hear a small hungry child?
Over the sound of a dinner feast
Can anyone hear the roar of a bomber plane?
Over the sound of a new car engine
Does anyone feel the hurricanes destruction?
More than the light breeze of the ceiling fan
Do rags and tattered clothes grab your attention?
Before you buy a new name brand outfit
If you hear and see and feel these things
And it is more important to you than your things
Then come with me, let’s go to the broken
Set the captives free, I am not jokin'
Open your eyes and see
There is a world full of trouble
A world full of hurt
So let’s get out of our bubble
And jump in the dirt
Copyright © Roland Fleming | Year Posted 2013
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