Psalms 55- From Now Until I’m Old
In the solitude of my space
In quiet of my heart
I come to You in prayer
And then my day can start
What a blessing Your ears are
That You hear my prayer
In every little moment
God You are there
My soul is in anguish
I am restless, uneasy, quick to moan
Death tolls out it’s calling
My heart continues to groan
Oh how I wish I could fly
And get out of this place
Help me find shelter
I need refuge and a peaceful place
Why are men so destructive?
The ones I used to call friend
We would walk with God together
Their counsel they would lend
I cannot trust in man today
On The Rock I do take hold
Be my lasting Ebenezer Lord
From now until I’m old
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