Come to me,
That I may live,
I’ve scattered into pieces,
Will you gather them,
I’ve put my hope in your word,
I’ve got nothing left to give of any worth,
Make me real.

I don’t wanna be a fake,
I don’t wanna be a phony,
What lies behind this face,
So close so far away.

Oh weak knees,
Why can’t you stand,
Why do I feel so stupid,
Always giving in,
I curse your name forsake your love,
As if those splinters in your back wasn’t enough,
What have I done.

I don’t wanna be a fake,
I don’t wanna be a phony,
What lies behind this face,
So close so far away.

But He’s a light unto my path,
And a lamp unto my feet,
For these I don’t have to ask,
For thou art with me.

Shattered dreams,
And wasted years,
Silent screams,
And nameless fears,
I’ve put my hope in your word,
This world’s got nothing left to give of any worth,
Make me real.

I don’t wanna be a fake,
I don’t wanna be a phony,
What lies behind this face,
So close so far away.

But He’s a light unto my path,
And a lamp unto my feet,
For these I don’t have to ask,
For thou art with me.

*Aritst: Joy Whitlock*