News At Eleven Fill My Soul
In my life, I ramble restlessly
Far afield and far within, never finding answers
Finding only empty promises
My heart it seeks, but finds no peace
And then
His mercy falls like rain
And I become what the lost became
And I am His servant
I am His instrument
CHORUS
Fill my soul with goodness and light
Help my eyes keep your love in sight
Then my feet will walk in your footsteps
Follow your path, O Lord
Even though the Lord is calling me
Still I wander all alone, only finding hunger
Seeking bread that cannot satisfy
My heart I fill with stone, and still
I pray
Let mercy fall like rain
Let me become what the lost became
And I?ll be your servant
I?ll be your instrument
(repeat chorus)
