My life before You, I was a flame burning down I was burning out But You knew me better, for You there was never a doubt Not since You gave me Your life
Entries Tagged ‘Brandon Heath’
I felt it first when I was younger A strange connection to the light I tried to satisfy the hunger, I never got it right I never got it right
Love is not proud, love does not boast Love after all, matters the most Love does not run, love does not hide Love does not keep locked inside Love is the river that flows through Love never fails you
Empty manger, perfect stranger, about to be born Into darkness, sadness, desperate madness, creation so torn We were so lost on earth, no peace, no worth, no way to escape In fear, no faith, no hope, no grace, and no light But that was the night before Christmas
You live among the least of these The weary and the weak And it would be a tragedy For me to turn away All my needs You have supplied When I was dead You gave me life How could I not give it away so freely?
I was born in Tennessee Late July humidity Doctor’s said I was lucky to be alive I’ve been trouble since the day that I got here Trouble to the day that I disappeared That’ll be the day that I finally get it right