I heard this song for the first time in a while yesterday, and it just seemed to resonate with me a bit in light of how busy and hectic life seems to have become and how easy it is to slip into empty methodology. Let us rather run to our Father whose perfect rest and peace are boundless and free. Enjoy!
Lord, stir my soul for Your glory! Wake me from the sleep of monotony! Let Your storm soak the ground and bring new life!
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Wednesday, February 21, 2007 at 12:10 PM. Seven years on the seven seas
The winds have ceased all is well at ease
There's no tempest to attack me
Afloat on the boat of mediocrity
Way back when You first calmed me
At peace with you I'd always be
But now it's empty methodology
The fine white tomb that no one sees.
I am perishing
Within the grey of faith and form
Arise rebuke my content and my peace
Make my calm, Your storm
I want to navigate out of this lukewarm sea
Into the stream of reality
Let the waves throw their threats at me
Makes me hold on more tightly
I want to set my sails free
Discontent with what will be will be
I want to kill this thief that steals life from me
And kill myself, the Pharisee
Save me I am perishing
In this grey of faith and form
Arise rebuke my content and my peace
Make my calm, Your storm
--"My Calm // Your Storm," Caedmon's Call
Lord, stir my soul for Your glory! Wake me from the sleep of monotony! Let Your storm soak the ground and bring new life!
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