novaero

Stuck

I know I must break

The treasure to take

stands before me

Impatiently

 

Don’t know where to go

My feet in the snow

The Spirit will lead,

then I’ll plant the seed

 

Please wash them away

I won’t go astray

My sins hang with me

on this noose that I see

 

As I leave, I release control

And You take my soul

So that I won’t see

The devious plans of the enemy