Our Father
His love is ours,
ours to have,
ours to hold,
ours to renew with shining gold.
We follow him with our hands up high,
following his footsteps,
and teaching his word.
They look to us like we’re something from mars,
but we’re just shooting for the stars.
He’s not looking for glamour,
or the cars,
He is just looking for the key to our hearts.
We come and worship him with our hands held high,
reaching for the sky.
He hears our hearts,
and counts our breaths,
we are definitely not like the rest.
We strive each day to be the best,
We fight for our Lord,
and we worship his word,
we sing songs of rejoice,
in favor of our own choice.
We try to cut to the chase,
but soon we realize its not a race.
We have to face reality,
even though its only temporary.
We don’t do this for a chore,
we do this because God sacrificed his son for our sins.
Soon, we’ll be in the sky,
really high,
where no one can see with the human eye.
We won’t have to face pain or lust,
and we won’t be left out in the dust,
we’ll be singing with the Lord before we ever know it.
(2014)
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