so many things I can't unwind,
so many things I give to God,
so many things I can not blog.
fragile, frail press on me,
fragile, frail is where I want to be.
in weakness he is strong,
this gives hope when things fall wrong.
by his grace;
a new song my life sings.
in his face;
a new heart my life leads.
stumble upon the rock I lean on.
stumble upon... joy.
nothing out of range.
nothing for my glory,
at the end of the day.
I can try,
I make it "me", but really?
really?
forward on
i'll sing this new song
the song thats written me today.
Forgiven.
and so the chorus repeats...
