February 4, 2010

To sleep as sweetly as a little child
Who lays secure in tender loving care!
For though the rain should fall and winds should howl
He’ll sleep until the dawn has calmed the air.

What would I give for rest upon my soul?
The conscience pricked repeatedly anew
Reminded everyday of gaping holes
Inside and treasured hidden from my view.

How fortunate are ones that’re saved by grace
For though our sinful states will still remain
You bring us out and shine your glorious face
That we may see your love that bares our shame

Oh shine your truth upon our own deceit
For nothing else would bring the restful sleep


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