Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Walls

I am
     the only wall you will ever need

                                                    Stop hiding
                                                   Stop fighting
                             against the wrongs you have committed
                               things you wish could remain hidden 

Shame is just a mask
Guilt a hidden dagger
         stabbing you again and again
                   never letting you get better 

The beauty of grace 
is you don't have to be afraid
Mercy new every morning
I've taken your cloak of shame 

                                        You can hide behind me
                                    because grace is an ocean and 
                                   I've already stopped the storm

When everyone says, 
                               "be perfect"
My outstretched arms say, 
                               "I already am"

When you hide behind a wall
a construct of your own two hands 
You limit a grace that is greater

           Shut everyone out
                           box yourself in 

It's not about what you can do
             
                                         It's about what I've done  

I'm tearing down your walls 
because I'm the only one
you need

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Grace

Grace
for my independent self feeding off lies and trying to live on my own
Grace
to pull me back to the throne

Grace
because I say what I'm doing is divine,
but the reality is
those plans are all mine

For my glory, for my fame,
but instead He gave up His name
Came to earth and
bore a cross for my shame

Grace
because I know I don't deserve it
Yet
I'm still trying to earn it

Living as an orphan
instead of a child
No longer lost, because for me
He was meek and mild

Lamb of God, slain
On Him all of God's wrath lain
So I could be free,
grace covers my iniquity

Grace
because I say I am strong
But really, it's His grace
that carries me along

Grace
because all that's left to see
is the cross as I cry,
have mercy on me

Grace because it's free,
and the beauty is I can never earn or deserve it
Grace that has set me free
Grace that says I'm redeemed