Tag: Immanuel

i wait

thinking about nothing at all
while everything is running
around in my mind
getting acquainted
with a dull ache
emanating from somewhere
in the middle of the center
of the core of my tacet anxiety
settling down
into an emotional complacency
trying to find some safety
to make sense of it all
Immanuel is sleeping in the boat
while the weight of my heart
makes every step so hard
inches are like miles
enclosed on every side
by confusion and helplessness
what can i offer
what can i say
what can i do
awake my soul
for the sleeping Man of Sorrows
knows this storm
my soul comes to rest
on a cold lonely shore
and i wait
the winds and waves
are His
i wait

and can it be

and can it be
you came for me
a withered soul
so tired so cold

and can it be
surrendered glory
for this heart of pride
all the shame inside

o withered soul
lift up your voice
o withered soul
cry out rejoice
your light has come
your peace is near
Immanuel is here

and can it be
once blind i see
forgiven free
You died for me

and can it be
new life is mine
and for all time
not just a while
i'll sing and shine
i am your child

this withered soul
now your son
your own
and can
it
be