Area Woman Writes Again

To Grasp It

June 16, 2010 at 6:13 pm (Uncategorized)

This song is a work in progress. It may change…

My soul has been stirring

I’ve tried to give it up

Crying, “My God My God!” has gotten old

And you lifted my head

Spoke peace to me,

And reassured me that you know -

“I feel your pain more

More deeply that you do.

I know the hairs on your head

And the freckles on your face.

Those hazel streaks in your eyes -

I put those there…

And not only did I plan

Your days and know your pain

If that weren’t enough, I -

I collect and save your tears.”

So these things I know

Although it’s hard to believe

With the Spirit to remind me

And the peace that He gives

I want to live the resurrected life. Not content

In chains, bounded- oh you tell me…

“I feel your pain more

More deeply that you do.

I know the hairs on your head

And the freckles on your face.

Those hazel streaks in your eyes -

I put those there…

And not only did I plan

Your days and know your pain

If that weren’t enough, I -

I collect and save your tears.”

And so I walk

Not by sight’s deceptive way

But by the faith that first was giv’n

Trying to remember your loving way

And knowing I can cry

And that you care.

Bridge:

It doesn’t mean the pain goes away,

But walking in newness, unashamed…

“I feel your pain more

More deeply that you do.

I know the hairs on your head

And the freckles on your face.

Those hazel streaks in your eyes -

I put those there…

And not only did I plan

Your days and know your pain

If that weren’t enough, I -

I collect and save your tears.”