In living I have not learned life
And so it goes as I fall down
In dying I have not learned death
And so beneath my tears I drown.
Lord Jesus please forgive my sins
And make me walk with thee
My stubborn and deceitful heart
Is thrashing in the sea.
I can’t ignore the pain inside
And yet when I to sin do run
My pains they grow and multiply
And I feel all alone.
In weakness do I long for death
In fear I wish to cease my pain
Though you have promised happy breath
I scarce believe the storm in rain.
My little faith is what I have
And nothing do I care to bring
My righteousness a filthy rag
And I have lost the heart to sing.
Lord do not delay.
I have found an aching void
And cannot fill it on my own
Giving up on foolish pride
Is only just a step.
I would see another life
But fear to hope in all this storm
And slowly falling I am swept
Down the mountainside.
I cannot meet my deep needs
The answer does not rest inside
This is not a happy place
And no one would come here by choice.
I read the “Poison Tree” today
It had been a while since
And Blake still finds a way to speak
And I would find a friend.
I think of all the words that I
Kept hidden deep inside
And then the ones that I let out
And I would choose the pain of voice.
I love the crack of falling trees
Flying fast through winter’s air
There is a time for everything
And a peace to find from God.