thehood

When I was young, the smallest trick of light would catch my eye
And life was new and every new day, I thought that I could fly.
I believed in what I hoped for, and I hoped in things unseen
I had wings and dreams could soar, I just don't feel like flying anymore.
When the stars threw down their spears, watered Heaven with their tears
Before words were spoken, before eternity.
Dear Father, I need You. Your strength my heart to mend.
I want to fly higher every new day again.
When I was small, the furthest I could reach was not so high.
And I thought the world was so much smaller, feeling I could fly.
Through depths, and deeps and skies, behind infinity
Below the face of Heaven, He stoops to create me.
Man versus himself, man versus machine
Man versus the world, mankind versus me.
The struggles go on, the wisdom I lack
And the burdens keep piling up on my back.
So hard to breath, to take the next step
The mountain is high and I wait in the depths
Yearning for grace, and hoping for peace.

Freedom means love without condition.
Only you can make every day seem so new.