November 16, 2008
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You come to Me with all your wants, but your foolish pride you can’t see
Dressing up for church each Sunday, but thinking of Me momentarily
I called you My bride, My love, and the one whom I gave My all
But you run around with other lovers, forsaking My call
The lust, the lies, and the desires of your soul is all you run to
You call yourselves My children but your love for Me isn’t true
Your pretty words and good deeds are meaningless to Me
Your acts of kindness and the songs that you sing are empty
You may give all you possess to the poor & speak words that flatter
You may have great wisdom, but without My love it doesn’t matter
I only want your undivided love and your eyes to be fixed on Mine
But you go to church and give your money, of course you’re just fine
The heart of My people has become lukewarm and is far from Me
If only you would lay your life down on the altar, then you would see
In My arms there is freedom, where grace will make you whole
Yet you continue to chase after all that doesn’t satisfy your soul
Return to Me, my church, forsake your idols and open your eyes
Lay down all of your life, your foolishness, and your compromise
Pursue My love once again, honor Me, and make your heart clean
Fix your eyes not on the things of this world, but on things unseen
Don’t let the riches of this world entangle you, nor people distract you
Keep running far toward all that I am and all I have called you to
I have called you My own, will you not return to Me once again?
Then I will cleanse you from your iniquities and all of your sin
Here I am waiting, won’t you come to Me, run to Me
Soften your heart, open your eyes, you will see…
I’ve been here all along, calling you, drawing you My way
Let go and come to Me, for my love is here to stay
