Thursday, September 16, 2010

Blown

Like the fallen leaves
dance so joyfully
in the Wind and breeze
So Lord (do You dance with me) have You called me
For once I’m fallen,
once I’m humbled
You lift me up where I won’t stumble
Once I’m broken,
once I’m weak,
You give me what my heart seeks

I’ve freedom in Your Spirit
to be blown where You will
to dance, to laugh, to cry
or just be still

Like the fallen leaves
From the October trees
Do I dance joyfully
In Your Presence
Naked and free
and dead to me



2 Cor:12:9

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