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12/26/2002

 
Restoration
from 2/26/02

I've been a burnt down house
I've been overcome by wildfire
eaten up by earthenware desire
I've been canyons turned to crumbs
Once was lively but I went numb
I'm paralyzed as I hold these lies
I'm only my own remains
And only my complaints
Were heard with this laryngitus
My sins they have silenced
the voice I had of hope and faith
dreams and visions deemed erased
All I know is I am not myself
To live like that is to waste wealth
All I know is I'm seeing
I'm experiencing my rebuilding
Torn down to the Rock
Of my Salvation
This is my restoration
I'm rebuilt brick by brick
It's not me, I know I'm not so slick.

Restoration
Begins with repentance
soon comes surrendrance
Obedience
And submission are key
But this car don't crank
By the graciousness of me.

I want to leave my bags behind
Board this bus and ride this line
My destination is restoration
I won't stop til I'm there
I may collapse but He will spare
The burdens from my back
He'll keep me steady on the track
And I will praise Him for that.