Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Sit Awhile

Can I be so quiet
that silence becomes praise
Can I be so still
where clarity forms from haze

Will you let me worship
with nothing more than breath
Will you let me love you
even unto my death?

Please don't try to explain this away
where you've been inside my heart
Just keep speaking whispers of grace
as your truth continues to part

The old me from the new me
I am nothing of what was
One that's been rescued
and it's just what your love does

You love me well
I will be quiet
You love me well
Listen and hear
You love me well
Silence is praise
You love me well
My breath is my worship
To you.