Why am I so afraid
To be set on fire,
To Scream and shout your name,
Why the world labels me a liar.

How can a be so free
And yet so enslaved to,
This skin and this human disposition
I bear scars, which are, paper cuts or
Poison ivy
When compared to the bruises,
And the channels cut into my Savior’s back and forehead
How can it be this hard to, Yell Out …..

IT'S THE TRUTH!

When I know that it is
When I know,
How the story ends
I know the truth is,
That I am Weak
And In that weakness
God You Are So, So Strong

So Set Me on fire
Fill my lungs with fumes
To ignite this world
Let me scream and shout your name
From the place I stand
Let all the world know
That I am no longer afraid!

And Here I stand declaring,
Who I am
Who You Are,
And How My God,
Has Saved Me……

01/21/2012

Posted on 01/21/2012
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