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Lyrics:
I put my bag inside the overhead bin Then looked outside to see the dark I gave a sigh as the plane took off Still feeling the weight of the world on my soul On my soul On my soul On my soul Three baby squirrels lied on the ground From the cedar tree my family chopped down One was still alive, but likely to die I held it in my hands and felt this fragile life Why must helpless creatures die? The same reason autism keeps a family up at night. Autism, cancer, and sleepless nights Followed by anger and teary eyes Headbangs and tumors question our lives “Do you still love God when things aren’t alright?” Do you still love Him, the Author of salvation? Do you still want Jesus to come back and save us? Do you still love Him, the Author of salvation? Do you still want Jesus to come back and save us? How long will you forget me? Forever? For all time? Will you hide your face? I am shaking in my tears All my hope is dying out Light up my eyes or I will die I am beaten down How long? How long? How long will you withhold your love? (When I Survey the Wondrous Cross) When I survey the wondrous cross on the Prince of Glory died My richest gain I count but loss and pour contempt on all my pride
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