From Above
Sometimes endings are catastrophic
Looked at my endings and had to stop it
I had to reflect, back to the lessons I had to pocket
Christ sitting in the cockpit
Told me I couldn't fly with all this weight on my shoulders I had to drop it
Still I needed something solid
To plant my feet on, so I could lean on something that wasn't bad or toxic
Now I'm taking off, I just had to rock it
A lot of process, but surely enough He met me there
All of my burdens He let me bear
So I could open up my hand and surrender them
If I can't trust Him how will I ever depend on Him
I rendered my life, I turned to Christ and repented a-million times
Really I'm tryin' telling Him
I die to myself, I'm proud of myself, I doubted myself, really I'm
Pretty much, I've been tired of myself and still
He love me like I never been flawed
I committed so much sin but I've never been charged
So much grace and so much patience your frustrations don't touch places
Like you think they do
He replaces, He retraces your mistakes, then recreates and make things new
That's every time
That's every time...
Looking at heaven through a periscope, clear the coast
I'ma take it where no one dare to go
Sitting with Jesus And His parables
I'm staring close, facing the Son as I prepare to grow
I'm letting go of all the distractions
Praying that I don't over-react 'cause I ain't normally active
Complacency put this comfort in my lap and ah man
It's like God's plans never unpack I'm gifted, but limiting myself, conflicted
I'm - letting down, all these things I've lifted
Ever try to provide with no plan in place
Ever try to survive with no hand of grace
I swear I'm falling off the edge of myself
Realizing I was living in the flesh but was dead to myself
Pull me back when I'm ahead of myself
Tryna' learn how to love and serve everyone instead of myself
Changing everything I was familiar with
Cuz God can't use me if I ain't really equipped
Wasted time asking if He really exists
Thinking He ain't got a child that's as silly as this
But truth is even if that's really the case
He love me unconditionally giving me grace
Jesus told me to follow but it's really a chase
You gotta run ever wanna finish the race
From above
Looked at my endings and had to stop it
I had to reflect, back to the lessons I had to pocket
Christ sitting in the cockpit
Told me I couldn't fly with all this weight on my shoulders I had to drop it
Still I needed something solid
To plant my feet on, so I could lean on something that wasn't bad or toxic
Now I'm taking off, I just had to rock it
A lot of process, but surely enough He met me there
All of my burdens He let me bear
So I could open up my hand and surrender them
If I can't trust Him how will I ever depend on Him
I rendered my life, I turned to Christ and repented a-million times
Really I'm tryin' telling Him
I die to myself, I'm proud of myself, I doubted myself, really I'm
Pretty much, I've been tired of myself and still
He love me like I never been flawed
I committed so much sin but I've never been charged
So much grace and so much patience your frustrations don't touch places
Like you think they do
He replaces, He retraces your mistakes, then recreates and make things new
That's every time
That's every time...
Looking at heaven through a periscope, clear the coast
I'ma take it where no one dare to go
Sitting with Jesus And His parables
I'm staring close, facing the Son as I prepare to grow
I'm letting go of all the distractions
Praying that I don't over-react 'cause I ain't normally active
Complacency put this comfort in my lap and ah man
It's like God's plans never unpack I'm gifted, but limiting myself, conflicted
I'm - letting down, all these things I've lifted
Ever try to provide with no plan in place
Ever try to survive with no hand of grace
I swear I'm falling off the edge of myself
Realizing I was living in the flesh but was dead to myself
Pull me back when I'm ahead of myself
Tryna' learn how to love and serve everyone instead of myself
Changing everything I was familiar with
Cuz God can't use me if I ain't really equipped
Wasted time asking if He really exists
Thinking He ain't got a child that's as silly as this
But truth is even if that's really the case
He love me unconditionally giving me grace
Jesus told me to follow but it's really a chase
You gotta run ever wanna finish the race
From above
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Writer(s): Sean Dias
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