The peace of Heaven, so beautiful, Lord!
I thank you for letting me feel it!
I reach for you, Lord as I fall to the ground.
My hand you do hold as they all spit.
The pain in my heart, it won’t go away.
Why can’t I make it my Lord?
The pain in my heart, a pain oh so deep;
Just as deep as the high that I soared.
But can I make it? I don’t know?
Sadness overwhelms me!
Coupled with pains that I know not where they’re from.
I get down on my knees and plea.
Please help me, Lord, as I know
that I don’t do the things that I need.
Try as I must the body aches and pains
Keep me moving at slow speed.
I feel like I’m slowly spinning, Lord,
Going down into the deep abyss.
I grab for your hand and your mercy, Lord!
In hopes that I don’t miss.
You told me that whatever we go through here.
Heaven is worth all of the pain.
So try to trudge through, I do, Lord.
With hopes that it’s Heaven I gain.
I think that you tried to show me, Lord,
That die to myself I must.
But the pains they keep going ever deeper, Lord.
It is in You that I hope and I trust.
Please help me to keep moving my Lord and my God,
For the evil one he has me pinned down.
But I ask for our Lord’s will to be done.
As I look and on YOUR head see a crown.
Of thorns- yes it was- how crazy is THAT!
This world is not our home.
Bad is good and good is bad.
This is the valley of tears in which we roam.
So come to us with your peace, Lord.
Your people down here as we cry!
Come to us with Heaven’s peace, Lord.
As we give it our pitiful try!
I hold my friends’ hands and cry for their pain.
Oh how I know how they feel.
We walk together in grief oh Lord
And it is very real.
But the path we do know for we’ve seen it before.
A path that is narrow and hidden.
The path it is there, but look we must.
The world tries to tell us it’s forbidden.
For pain we shouldn’t feel it.
It has no worth at all...this is what they say.
It is all about what we want.
The things we can get on this day.
We must have fun and to be what we are.
Be true to ourselves all the way.
Even if on others we climb.
And on their backs we stay.
Lives are not important.
Better yet we prosper.
We must achieve greatness.
We don’t even know we follow the imposter.
Oh yes- because serve we must-
but most don’t know this.
The path to perdition they follow.
As they sing and dance in their bliss.
Unaware of the one they do follow.
Pure evil as most people can’t fathom.
He lulls and seduces us daily.
To a dark and dank sulfurous chasm.
Hell, I do tell you- It’s REAL.
And daily people skip there with glee.
As they follow their hearts and do things their way.
And laugh at those down on their knees.
So when I look at it this way, Lord,
My heart jumps for JOY as I see.
The path that I follow is yours, Lord.
The cross you did carry for me.
So I rise from my knees once again, Lord.
And bend down to pick up my cross.
I follow your path full of brambles.
From the lack of followers it’s covered with moss.
But I know who I follow.
You’re the shepherd and you show the way.
I know who I follow.
Someday the tears you’ll wipe away.
And together in Heaven we will dance.
And sing with such joy, you will see.
And happiness people can’t comprehend.
Because they refuse to get down on their knees.
It’s a JOY that surpasses all other;
Happiness and overwhelming delight.
Every cell in our body will be jumping;
To live with THE eternal light.
For eyes have not seen and ears have not heard,
Our Father has created with splendor.
All the good of this world times one million I tell you!
EVEN MORE with HIS heart that is MOST LOVING and TENDER.
So for now I will carry my cross, Lord.
And follow this path full of pain.
And I look above to what waits, Lord.
EVERYTHING is what I gain!