Friday, September 29
each day in Christ is a beautiful day. and it's all the more so when we are cradled in His everlasting arms.
so i sing
everyday, it's You i live for
everyday, i follow after You
everyday, i walk with You my Lord
thank You, for working for the good for people who work to glorify Your name
thank You, for giving me breath, and life to the full
thank You, for each beautiful day
music is the language of the heart
its alphabet is that of beauty
to be in love is to hold heaven in my pocket
the most powerful music player is a person's soul
i'm carried by strings of melody
to fly across painted skies
they say to live is to feel angst and pain
to be filled with sorrow
to have nothingness coiled tightly within us,
threatening to spring apart and engulf our being
and man fears the coming of darkness so much
he no longer sees light
to be happy is the trademark of being a fool
some men prize intelligence above happiness
fools laugh at the foolishness of such wise men
it is absurd, and in vain.
if a man in seeking anything the world can offer
loses his own soul
what is there left, to redeem what he has lost?
0. oOo
