Reckless Pursuit
He chased me through the highlands
And down the rocky gorge
Up the steep cliff face
And across the swampy moor
No matter where I ran
You was there with me
High nor low, I could not go
You were chasin' after me
The pursuit of the Son
like a lover for His maid
The yearning of Your heart
Was the end of my charade
The pursuit of true love
Your voice calling out my name
Was the waking of my life
From the darkness of my grave
In the highlands I bowed in reverence
At the shrine of my own way
The gorge and cliff they kept me
Blinded from Your day
Still on and on You came
Despite my scoffing words
And the mire of shame and guilt become
The price that I had earned
The pursuit of the Son
like a lover for His maid
The yearning of Your heart
Was the end of my charade
The pursuit of true love
Your voice calling out my name
Was the waking of my life
From the darkness of my grave
Alas, the chase had ended
I had fallen from my pride
My will had finally broken
As You knelt near my side
You sang Your songs of love
'Til the words had healed my wounds
Oh, how could I've run from the One
Who had recklessly pursued
The pursuit of the Son
like a lover for His maid
The yearning of Your heart
Was the end of my charade
The pursuit of true love
Your voice calling out my name
Was the waking of my life
From the darkness of my grave
And down the rocky gorge
Up the steep cliff face
And across the swampy moor
No matter where I ran
You was there with me
High nor low, I could not go
You were chasin' after me
The pursuit of the Son
like a lover for His maid
The yearning of Your heart
Was the end of my charade
The pursuit of true love
Your voice calling out my name
Was the waking of my life
From the darkness of my grave
In the highlands I bowed in reverence
At the shrine of my own way
The gorge and cliff they kept me
Blinded from Your day
Still on and on You came
Despite my scoffing words
And the mire of shame and guilt become
The price that I had earned
The pursuit of the Son
like a lover for His maid
The yearning of Your heart
Was the end of my charade
The pursuit of true love
Your voice calling out my name
Was the waking of my life
From the darkness of my grave
Alas, the chase had ended
I had fallen from my pride
My will had finally broken
As You knelt near my side
You sang Your songs of love
'Til the words had healed my wounds
Oh, how could I've run from the One
Who had recklessly pursued
The pursuit of the Son
like a lover for His maid
The yearning of Your heart
Was the end of my charade
The pursuit of true love
Your voice calling out my name
Was the waking of my life
From the darkness of my grave
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Writer(s): Lily Winchester
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