rediscovering eden
Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the bright and morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who Am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
and watch me rise again
Who Am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
whom shall i fear
whom shall i fear
i am yours
dailies
Sunday, February 25, 2007
-1:11 PM
The City lights are bright as ever,
nonetheless busy roads and heavy traffic
initially keeps the road busy as ever.
Will it ever find a way to just conjure a miracle
to have the beauty of a bright silent road?
Maybe at the fall of midnight,
where streets go smoothly and cars tend
to speed on the highway.
When all motion starts to compress together.
bit by bit the silence in all,
goes deep down the throat.
Slighty sore,holding on the steering wheel,
flashback passes by and reacts with a break.
A full sharp squeal break hits on the pedal.
A life is gone,hence there's no turning back.
Sometimes you rush things too fast,
you'll receive the unexpected.