Can't Have My Soul
I'm not blind but sometimes I Don't see
Why, dear God, you're so good To me
I know, my dearest Lord, that I've made you cry
And every time I did you just Turned a blind eye
Your patience with me, must get A little thin
Because of all the trouble that I've caused and been in just Know
My God, that I don't Mean to be a thorn and I thank You for me being born and Reborn Oh Lord
Please don't let Me be misunderstood I thank You with all my heart for you Being so good
I'm not deaf but Sometimes
I do not hear the Sound of your love, so loud and So clear
I stand here before you, Lord, Being torn apart
The devil sometimes gets my Mind, but not my heart He Sometimes gets my body
And it Takes it's toll but as long as you Hold my hand he'll never get my Soul
I hear word in your works and Grace's. I can see your word at Work in babies faces
I'm listening, Lord, but Sometimes I don't hear
And even though I've wandered, You've always kept me near you I'm not mute but sometimes
I Can't speak because the beauty of Your mercy has made me weak How many times
My Christ, Have you had mercy on me how Many times has your love
Set me Free How many more times
Am I Going to fall before I finally get Up, and go over the wall
The wall is the world, the wall That keeps me down
The wall that traps me under The water and wants me to Drown
I stand here before you, Lord, Being torn apart
The devil sometimes gets my Mind, but not my heart He Sometimes gets my body
And it Sometimes takes it's toll
But as long as you hold my hand He'll never get my soul
I know it's only by your mercy, And your mercy alone that I am Given another chance
Another Chance to atone I'm not crippled
But I know I can't stand without My dearest Christ always Holding my hand
I know it's only by your mercy, And your mercy alone that I am Given another chance
Another Chance to atone I'm not crippled
But I know I can't stand without My dearest Christ always Holding my hand
I stand here before you, Lord, Being torn apart
The devil sometimes gets my Mind, but not my heart
He Sometimes gets my body and it Sometimes takes it's toll
But as long as you hold my hand He'll never get my soul
Why, dear God, you're so good To me
I know, my dearest Lord, that I've made you cry
And every time I did you just Turned a blind eye
Your patience with me, must get A little thin
Because of all the trouble that I've caused and been in just Know
My God, that I don't Mean to be a thorn and I thank You for me being born and Reborn Oh Lord
Please don't let Me be misunderstood I thank You with all my heart for you Being so good
I'm not deaf but Sometimes
I do not hear the Sound of your love, so loud and So clear
I stand here before you, Lord, Being torn apart
The devil sometimes gets my Mind, but not my heart He Sometimes gets my body
And it Takes it's toll but as long as you Hold my hand he'll never get my Soul
I hear word in your works and Grace's. I can see your word at Work in babies faces
I'm listening, Lord, but Sometimes I don't hear
And even though I've wandered, You've always kept me near you I'm not mute but sometimes
I Can't speak because the beauty of Your mercy has made me weak How many times
My Christ, Have you had mercy on me how Many times has your love
Set me Free How many more times
Am I Going to fall before I finally get Up, and go over the wall
The wall is the world, the wall That keeps me down
The wall that traps me under The water and wants me to Drown
I stand here before you, Lord, Being torn apart
The devil sometimes gets my Mind, but not my heart He Sometimes gets my body
And it Sometimes takes it's toll
But as long as you hold my hand He'll never get my soul
I know it's only by your mercy, And your mercy alone that I am Given another chance
Another Chance to atone I'm not crippled
But I know I can't stand without My dearest Christ always Holding my hand
I know it's only by your mercy, And your mercy alone that I am Given another chance
Another Chance to atone I'm not crippled
But I know I can't stand without My dearest Christ always Holding my hand
I stand here before you, Lord, Being torn apart
The devil sometimes gets my Mind, but not my heart
He Sometimes gets my body and it Sometimes takes it's toll
But as long as you hold my hand He'll never get my soul
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Writer(s): Corey Trader
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