Widowing field...
These are the days when I felt so tired that I just hope to quit.I complained to God, I wailed and asked Him why,
My life is oft so in-complete.
I know my Father wants me to put my trust in Him.
But my weariness oft overtake my desire to embrace it.
Reality in Christendom is oft so hard to accept,
For life we live today, so easily hides beneath our emotionless faces.
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I know that i will never, live another night without you here...
The fires in the sky, illuminates the demons, closing in.
O Have Mercy on my soul,
Have mercy on my soul...
If I am not the last,
Have mercy on my soul,
Have mercy on my soul...
As I crawl around the trail,
Fighting through this widowing field...
The ground lay bare and burned,
At the places where I learnt to trust in you.
O Have Mercy on my soul,
Have mercy on my soul...
If I am not the last,
Have mercy on my soul.
Even Silence keeps my heart in racing,
I will lift my Eyes to you,
Please Father, Save me...
Have mercy on my soul...
Have mercy on my soul.
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Its mercy we All need, Salvation we must defend.
Desire in its joy, the beauty and trust in God.
.... Sigh.... So hard, so hard.
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Forgiveness is all hard though its for me that I need,
Ready to accept, far be it for me to reach the place.
God, O God, Please help me overcome, please show me the way...
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