Cloaked in imperfection
My shallow heart chooses
To embrace mistake after mistake
I can’t seem to smash this shell
Anticipating everyone one of my moves
My cold cage closes in
I yearn to be free
Yet my will is weak
Succumbing to this world’s persuasion
Alone I am sinking quickly to new found lows
I have built my own cell and lost the key
I can only plead for these bars to be bent
Some outside force must intervene
Or I will suffocate under my own sullen path
There is One they say
One who could break my chains and lift my head
One who has prepared the way
Can You save me with your Grace?
Will Your love secure my fate?
Has Your sacrifice liberated me from pain?
I need You
So that I can be me
Take me, steal me from this place
A Savior has lifted this seal
I will grin as these shackles fall away
I will gladly be a prisoner for Him
Much Love….BGTF
preach…preacher! -jax