Sometimes Father I think I can feel you bleed As I fall in to the middle of the pages that I read Did you wake me up this morning to be taught To be lead into the clutches of the people that you sought The view from here is all but clear You have my heart, and I just wher to start That's why I follow you
And sometime s father I don't think I understand You insist that I am worthy of your sacrificial hand And every time I think of what you went through for Your beloved children always you so gracefully adore
You couldn't stay You made a way eternity And you gave us all eternity That's why we thank you Lord It's why we praise you Lord
Abba Father I am caught in your embrace I am witnessing the beauty of Your undeserving grace Still I ask you Father, what am I to do With a broken hearted story That which brought me here to you
Your love is true And it's overdue, but I love you too
