Your Love is my disguise

Your Love is my disguise
a song I hear it with with this bluesie gritty feel but still softish. Wish I could give you the tune any way rough draft goes.

So many things, coming against me.
My flesh rising up again, can it keep me from you. The world rearing up behind me, fighting through the pain wondering this time if this will be my end; over taken, left behind, unsure of my righteousness.

Power and Pain - Witness and Truth - Who can I be
Righteous and clean.

I need a reason and so I will let God's love be my disguise, my blue sky. I will wait right here in His love, waiting baskin in His Son light. I will keep on believin, wading in His Holy Waters.
Knowing He'll come Like you've always done.

Never alone, never ashamed, No condemnation In His name.

the worlds all around me, trying to remind me I'm dirty and unclean, Broken and beaten how can this be.

I need a reason and so I will let God's love be my disguise, my blue sky. I will wait right here in His love, waiting baskin in His Son light. I will keep on believing wading in His Holy Waters. Knowing He'll come Like you've always done.

refusing to negotiating with the world out of fear for I am yours and I know what ever comes tomorow I am His and He is mine. He will be my reason to keep on believing cause nothing can come against me which is not meant to make me stronger more loving and more dependent on HIM. My forever and my today. These battles are but for a season, for such a time as this. No weapon formed against me can prosper. His hand on my head I am yours and you are mine

I will run to you, praise you, lift my hands and worship you oh my King, Lord, master and friend. you are my reason, my forever, my friend. You love me, you hold me you show me who you are.

spirit and flesh
Power and Pain
Witness and Truth
Dirty or clean
Your all I need

Yes I believe, I believe in everything, In everything you are

You are my reason, Your love is my disguise, my blue sky. I will wait right here in your love, waiting baskin in His Son light. I believe wading in your Holy Waters.
As you come for like you've always done.
I am home, never alone, I am home before your throne, I am home wrapped in your robes, I am home, I am free, I am free, I believe, In your presence I am home here before your throne, I am home

Your love is my disguise, my blue sky. Right here in your love, wading in Your Holy Waters. I am home

Never alone, never ashamed, No condemnation In His name. Your love is my disguise.

Love? Is it that He Knew

How hard it is ...life
To hear their tears all your pain,
Why must I endure their voices
Come hold my hand
Let me take it all from you
My strength is He that dwells in me and I can endure for you
My sorrow strikes my soul
All the wickedness of flesh revealed in a moment’s time
How hard it is....
Come hold my hand I can try, to stand in the gap
How much more sorrow must the Lord of Host feel
How is it that He can rejoice at His Children’s sorrow?
Is it that He Knows?
The beginning from the end and as He holds every tear in His hand, He thinks of your end the beginning with Him
And for that He sent the savior?
While we were yet sinners He died for a beginning without end
Not just you and I
Not just for the just
But for Manson and Bin Landen for Chester and Mother Theresa
How my finite mind struggles to comprehend
It is you I should lift up and interceded for
It is for all I should lay down my life and am beckoned to my knees.
Sometimes I cannot feel myself
Overwhelmed with the wickedness of man and how I long to love your soul as he loves mine.
How hard it is.....The Flesh
How kind He is..... The spirit
Can we hold hands and I bend to you just this once setting aside the flesh wipe away your tears with my hair and wash your weary feet
Come to me as the Servant King has come to me
I am sorry you are depraved and wickedness has overcome you
Such sadness I know that could have been me
Oh depraved and perverted, I am sorry that I have not be there for you and help you to over come
I am sorry to you mother and grandfather that I can not take your place at the judgment hour
But be thee grateful for I am but human a broken vessel
Yet He the King of Kings believes in you and calls for you to come just as you are. Standing in the Gap for those who answer the call
Interceding and covering you at judgment hour.
But for now
I hear your tears near and far I bow my head and lay myself at your feet
Much Love