Window of My Soul
A floodlight burns from deep within
where shadows dirst not go
and it's been there since the day He knocked
on the window of my soul
I've come to change your life my son
is what he softly said
as I peered out and saw His light
and my sin 'neath crimson red
I'll warm your heart,remove the dark
and fill you with my light
if you'll but open up the door
the one there to your right
So I unlocked and learned to walk
and arose there from below
and all because my Savior knocked
upon the window of my soul
Copyright © Dan Blake | Year Posted 2007
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