Jeremiah 17:9

This path I walk seems so strange
Little bits of mystery, so un-arrange, to me
And I feel I might
I might lose my mind

My heart keeps telling me lies
Little bits of changes
Of what I despise
And when I feel guilt
Says "Don't talk to Christ"

It's fine
In time
My soul finds its rest
No heart of mine
Beating inside my chest
My God returns
And I have found myself
Washed clean
Nothing but Worshiping

I will talk to Christ

When I feel guilt
I will talk to Christ
When I feel sad
I will talk to Christ
When I feel joy
I will talk to Christ

I'll talk to Christ

It's fine
In time
My soul finds its rest
No heart of mine
Beating inside my chest
My God returns
And I have found myself
Washed clean
Nothing but Worshiping



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Writer(s): Samuel Penland Iv
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