From glass alabaster she poured out. The depths of her soul. Oh, foot of Christ would You wait. If her harlotry's known?. . Falls a tear to darken the dirt.
I've exhausted every possible solution. I've tried every game there is to play. In this search for Christ-like perfection. I'm convinced, I've only left my God ashamed.
Udge me not ye saints for my history may be tainted. But I'm sober enough to know blood when I see it. I've borne my share of stones most of them easily thrown.
All the chisels I've dulled carving idols of stone. that have crumbled like sand 'neath the waves. I've recklessly built all my dreams in the sand,. just to watch them all wash away.
Leaves a mind left to wonder. Where in the world, she's gone. Once a head laced in halos. How could it go wrong?. . Comes to mind, she lays her head. In flowers and wine.
Love me, forget me not. Hold me up holy rock. You who's passion never fades. Who will never pass away. We see the gifts You bring. How lovely, lovely!.
No temptation seize a man that he can't overcome. Who am I to be fallen?. Crack your back on a slab of wood. Come freedom, nail it down. I come crawling, I come crawling.
If all the worlds were scattered. And I found my way to here. Then how can I love you. The way that I love you?. . Big Sky and a silver moon. The apple of Your eye.
I sit here and question why my God loves me. And though I have never done a good thing or a righteous deed. And though Im rich, I claim that Im poor. Crying over earthly things I know I cant afford but.