The Sound

There’s something about the way that you speak to me

I hear the care in the sound

When hurt is all you’ve known, trusting comes slow- but in you, trust I’ve found

I can’t make it on my own, I need your strength- I’m frail, I’m incomplete

Desperate for the grace you give- I cry out

   

When I wander off, you guide me back- like only a Father could  

There’s something about the way that you make me feel, calm and reassured         

I’m desperate for the grace you give, hear me now.  This is my request.

I’m desperate for the grace you give- I cry out

I need you to rescue me, I need you to rescue me

I don’t want control, I just want to know- there’s someone out there that loves me

Unconditionally.