A Past Unknown The Search
The time is now, hear His voice whispering your name.
Seize
the day as a chance for a new beginning and an end to the
burdens
strangling, taking the air you breathe. The search will
be over to fit in,
to belong, hope is knocking. Say yes to the call replaced
with a hole,
wanting objects to fill that will never fill enough.
There has to be more
than the brokenness, more than the dead ends. We are
longing to be more
than used for nothing. This is now, a time to find where
I fit in, time
for a change, sick of the same thing over and over again.
Why go in
circles that are useless, a never ending path of failure
and
disappointment. It doesn’t have to be like this. You are
wanted by someone
whose love never ends. Hear His voice whispering your
name, seize this day
as a chance for a new beginning. Wake up! It doesn’t have
to be like this,
it doesn’t have to be this way. It doesn’t have to be
like this.
