July 14, 2006

"Untitled Hymn," by Chris Rice

"Weak and wounded sinner,
Lost and left to die,
O, raise your head for
Love is passing by,


Come to Jesus,
Come to Jesus,
Come to Jesus and live,


Now your burden's lifted,
And carried far away,
And precious blood has washed away the stain... so


Sing to Jesus,
Sing to Jesus,
Sing to Jesus and live,


And like a newborn baby,
Don't be afraid to crawl,
And remember when you walk sometimes we fall... so


Fall on Jesus,
Fall on Jesus,
Fall on Jesus and live,


Sometimes the way is lonely,
And steep and filled with pain,
So if your sky is dark and pours the rain... then


Cry to Jesus,
Cry to Jesus,
Cry to Jesus and live,


O, and when the love spills over,
And music fills the night,
And when you can't contain your joy inside... then


Dance for Jesus,
Dance for Jesus,
Dance for Jesus and live,


And with your final heartbeat,
Kiss the world goodbye,
Then go in peace, and laugh on Glory's side... and


Fly to Jesus,
Fly to Jesus,
Fly to Jesus and live,


Fly to Jesus,
Fly to Jesus,
Fly to Jesus and live."


I LOVE those lyrics. It reminds me of a poem I wrote a long time about called, "Broken Boxes." But this song has meaning to me because I experience and do all the things mentioned in the song on a daily basis, especially the "falling on Jesus" part. It helped me, maybe it will help you. Goodnight, I only got 4.5 hours of sleep last night so I'll play "catch-up" now.

4 comments:

Scribbley said...

This is horribly inappropriate, but "fall on Jesus" gives me a really funny image in my head...

AFamousStatue said...

Oh, that IS inappropriate. :) Especially since you made me have the same image. I am shocked, Scrib. :) Say something less sacriligeous. :)

Scribbley said...

By Moses' beard, it was hot today!

Was that less sacriligeous?

AFamousStatue said...

Try again. :)