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My World

Friday, July 16, 2010

EAST TO WEST

I'm yet again, going to borrow another song for my blog today.  It just has the perfect words, that humble me...and remind me...my Jesus paid for my debt past, present, and future.  A debt I could never repay...and I stand before Him, dressed in robes of righteousness.  Wow! What a wonderful Savior. 

Dear Jesus,

Though my heart is heavy and sad by all that is going on in the hustle and bustle of this life, I stand in awe of who you are, to love me... All I can say is Thank you Abba! 


Here I am Lord and I'm drowning

In Your sea of forgetfulness

The chains of yesterday surround me

I yearn for peace and rest



I don't want to end up

Where You found me

And it echoes in my mind

Keeps me awake tonight



I know You've cast my sin as far as

The east is from the west

And I stand before You now

As though I've never sinned



But today I feel like

I'm just one mistake away

From You leaving me this way



Jesus, can You show me just how far

The east is from the west?

'Cause I can't bear to see the man I've been

Rising up in me again



In the arms of Your mercy I find rest

You know just how far

The east is from the west

From one scarred hand to the other



I start the day, the war begins

Endless reminding of my sin

And time and time again

Your truth is drowned out by the storm I'm in



Today I feel like

I'm just one mistake away

From You leaving me this way



Jesus, can You show me just how far

The east is from the west?

'Cause I can't bear to see the man I've been

Come rising up in me again



In the arms of Your mercy I find rest

'Cause You know just how far

The east is from the west

From one scarred hand to the other



I know You've washed me white

Turned my darkness into light

I need Your peace to get me through

To get me through this night



I can't live by what I feel

About the truth Your word reveals

And I'm not holding onto You

But You're holding onto me, You're holding onto me



Jesus, You know just how far

The east is from the west

I don't have to see the man I've been

Come rising up in me again



In the arms of Your mercy I find rest

'Cause You know just how far

The east is from the west

From one scarred hand to the other



Just how far

The east is from the west

Just how far

From one scarred hand to the other



You know just how far

The east is from the west

Just how far

From one scarred hand to the other
 
by Casting Crowns

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