Oh, to know what You know.
to see the grand blueprint of the intricate design of
my life, my life.
The mirrors are fogged.
Roll down your sleeve
smear away the gray
I dream of the moment,
long-awaited and so, so sweet
to trace the angles of your face with my hand
to carelessly fall into your embrace
Momma always said to
find the corner pieces first
but I just fudge the pieces to fit
I dizzy myself with my own desires
Be unto me the cornerpiece, -- the foundation of my life
Nearsighted and naive
Lord, give me eyes to see
interim apathy will serve
a deeper purpose
Rest, my thoughts
Ease, my mind
You are fully known.
Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 1:02 AM UTC
Oh, to know what You know.
to see the grand blueprint of the intricate design of
my life, my life.
The mirrors are fogged.
Roll down your sleeve
smear away the gray
I dream of the moment,
long-awaited and so, so sweet
to trace the angles of your face with my hand
to carelessly fall into your embrace
Momma always said to
find the corner pieces first
but I just fudge the pieces to fit
I dizzy myself with my own desires
Be unto me the cornerpiece, -- the foundation of my life
Nearsighted and naive
Lord, give me eyes to see
interim apathy will serve
a deeper purpose
Rest, my thoughts
Ease, my mind
You are fully known.
1 Corinthians 13:12
