Sunday, November 11, 2007

All my fountains

I want to share this song that we sing at my church. Really moving words that seemed to speak more clearly today to me than ever before.

When I walk through the fire, Lies aflame tempt my weary heart, Oh my soul
Where is there peace to be found? Where can my feet find their ground?
When I'm swept through the storm, wind and rain hound me all my days, Oh my Lord!
Cause me to rest in your arms, save me from fear and from harm
Oh Lord, There is not rock of refuge,
No port of anchorage,
Nothing to keep the seas at bay,
Nothing to to hold me
Nothing can save me
But you, 'cause all my fountains are in you

With this blood on my hands, Acusations have found their proof, O my soul!
Fruit of my heart is but death, I've sown it so deep in my breast
Where can healing exist? For such a cold sinstained wretch as this, Oh my Lord!
Cause me to run to you tree, Open my eyes that I see You, O Lord...
There is no rock of refuge,
No port of anchorage,
Nothing to keep the seas at bay,
Nothing to hold me
Nothing can save me
But you, 'cause all my fountains are in you.

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