Lord I wanna see what the blind see
And not be deceived by front-of-me
For though it may seem too unkind
To Your truth I’m really the blind
This world is so broken and flawed
The scars from identity clawed
At great price from chaos and loss
That’s only absolved by the cross
And maybe that is the reason why
I feel so betrayed by my eye
In order to become Your Bride
I must save the world from inside
Is that which makes me feel disgrace
(How quickly I forget Your face)
In truth a deep gift from above
More distance for falling in love
I can’t wrap my head round these facts
Maybe I just need to chillax
Once I dare swallow my pride
Your grace heals my eyes from inside
Today I will see my blindness
Through Your eyes of grace
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