The God Who Lives
Your sins may be more than many.. Your words perhaps a few. As night is dark and day is bright.. The God who lives, will give you light. You cry alone, where silence stalk.. With clothes of grey and shadows walk. Within your heart, you think you know.. The thoughts and ways, where dreams should go. You are not so bound in chains.. Though clouds of fear, pours down like rain. Mercy, grace and peace are yours.. To carry you, through open doors.