Point Of Recognition Times Of Seeking Shelter
Times like this I wish I could go back and start life
over again now faced with the reality that the times are
coming to an end. This pain I bear is the witness I've
left, Jaw dropping looks recieved my actions don't
reflect the love of Jesus Christ. A new dawn is breaking,
time to make amends, prostrated at the foot of the cross.
Broken and crushed inside my spirit broken before you God
my sins I can not hide I cry: shelter, from this pain I
left behind, from this worlds pride, oppressed from every
side, in my faith in Christ.
