Rest in his arms

SO many times I try to go it alone

I try to face this battle with a heart of stone

I walk away from You I set you aside

I think it may be I just have to much pride

My heart is heavy and my spirit drained

I am battle worn and blood stained

Days and days of fighting I wont give to to you

I think there is nothing you can do

I avoid you I look away and run

istead of doing what you called me to do and taking it to the Son

I carry my own burdens I wont set them down

I wont give them up to he who wears the crown

Baggage has got me pulled down to the floor

I hear you calling pounding on my door

yet I go about life I have no time for My Lord

I am much to busy even though half the day I spend board

why Do I avoid you? Why dont I fall at your feet?

When I know that with you I will never see defeat

you pull me thru anythingyou made me who I am

You are amazing the perfect sacraficial Lamb

Yet I let you down all the time I walk away so much

yet you still love me and I still feel your gentle touch

I run to you now and lay my baggage at your feet

I fall face down before you and hear you get up off your seat

You walk over to me and pull me up into your lap

I wince and  pull away expecting a slap

But you just hold me and Rock me and I am shocked to hear you cry

"I love you my Child it was for you that I died

Yet you continualy doubt and you dont trust in my word

you dont listen to me  even though I know that you heard

you close up your ears and you run away from me

this hurts me so much Cant you see?"

I hang my head in sarrow I cry out to you in greif

I wish that I had a stronger belief

"I wish that I could trust you with a child like heart

but to many times has it been torn apart

its battered and broke and doesnt trust anymore

Its been crushed a million times and thrown onto the floor

I dont think its fixable, I dont think it can mend

I dont think the hurting will ever come to an end."

"My daughter thats where your wrong there's nothing I cant heal

If you give it to me, i'll show you my healing is real.

there is nothing to big for me to take care of

I am the mighty one, your father from above

come on my child, put your hand in mine

and I will show you a healing  so devine

I can take your luggage, I can handle your bags

I can get rid of those filthy  rags

every hurt you have I can heal it you see

sweetie, all I ask of you is that you trust in me"

I lay my head against your powerful chest

and in your loving arms...I finaly find rest.....