your will be done

you never got what you wanted
you were tortured and betrayed.
you were left on that cross
until your final breath escaped
there was no cry for fairness,
only "your will be done."

you never got an apology
for the wrong done to you.
you could have stood up for yourself
but you chose to be accused.
Lord give me the strength
to live a life like yours.

light blue

it's the pigment in your eyes
that drowns my doubts.
it crashes down like a rolling wave
that i can never quite brace myself for,
and i let it drag me out to sea with every gaze.
but don't bother calling the coastguard,
because i like being lost in your eyes.

they're a precipice of light blue,
so sharp and alluring.
i misjudged my footing and have been falling for four months
but i don't mind,
i'd risk a couple broken bones for you.

lamp unto

your word has thick chain links,
digging against the sand, persistently ready.
even though i try to run on my own strength
sometimes rocks need anchors to stay steady.

your word is a lamp unto my feet;
it's a stress ball, relieving all the pain that i will meet.
and though the path is winding and smashed along the way
i'll trust your divine guidance, every minute of every day.




a bit unfinished i guess. i just haven't posted anything in forever

this kind of love

i've found my God.
and though unseen,
he never lets me down,
leads me to pastures green.
he knows i'm a burning wreck
yet his loving hands sustain
because somehow in his eyes
i am worth the pain.

i take comfort in that
he knows my name
though hardships befall
and trials remain,
he stays by my side
through day and night;
he'll break his own heart
to ensure that mine's alright.

no i don't deserve
this kind of love.
it's only attained
through grace from above.

lucky charms

i'm a box of your favourite cereal.
you know, the one that just seems so sweet
but you can't eat more than a bowl of it.

maybe it's better that way,
preservation being a necessity and all.
but everyone has an expiration date.

so put me back in the cupboard,
out of your sight, out of your mind.
because once you pour out all the cereal
you'll see there's no prize left behind.

so put me back in the cupboard,
out of your sight, out of your mind.
because once you pick out all the marshmallows
there's nothing charming to find.

and if i raise your blood pressure
please don't be cross with me.
you knew the nutritional facts from the start.

i have a way of affecting your heart.
i'm carried through your arteries and veins.
i'm carried through your joy and pain.

so put me back in the cupboard,
out of your sight, out of your mind.
because once you pour out all the cereal
you'll see there's no prize left behind.

so put me back in the cupboard,
out of your sight, out of your mind.
because once you pick out all the marshmallows
there's nothing charming to find.

still a bit blind...

oh how i want your gaze to hold.
with your blue eyes so awfully bold,
you're drawing me in.

and your smile, which ever persists.
your passion's too strong to resist
i'm falling for you.

but i don't want to jump blindly into things
cause i'm scared of the consequences.

i've frustrated things before
i'm begging you don't try this door.
there's a reason i keep it locked.

but if you won't desist.
then might i cautiously insist
that you guard your heart

i don't want to jump blindly into things
so please don't give me that chance.
you know that you deserve much better
than this half-hearted organ.

i don't want to jump blindly into things
so i'm not going to jump this fence.
but you're a girl i can see myself with
and i can't seem to shake that thought

i refuse to jump without God's consent,
and right now he's saying no.



maybe i exaggerate situations a bit. but it makes for a decent song.

more than watchmen

it's a touch difficult to rest in your providence
when it means your will be done, not mine.

i promise my trust will not abate.
and even though it's tough to yield,
your timing, jesus, i await
more than watchmen wait for the morning,
more than watchmen wait for the morning.