You Must Crea8... Three


My Lord and my God, You've given this song to me
I'm not afraid as I now know the places I'm going to
My Lord and my God, Your Love has set us free
In unsettled rootless mornings we'll come following you
Though I know their evening trials 
Has returned back to them
Taken from their hands
Left me greatly changed but still I'm living
The weariness amazes me but You have me on my feet
I have purpose to meet
And their ancient empty threats too dead for dreaming
My Lord and my God, You've given us liberty.... 
I'm now sleeping and there are places I'm going to
My Lord and my God, Your Love is lifting me 
In the unsettled rootless mornings I'll come following you
Take away the ailments, and heal me by your stripes 
My senses have been stripped
My hands can't feel to grip
My toes too numb to step
Waiting only for You Lord to be glorified 
I'm ready to go anywhere
I'm ready to do Your will, not my old charades
Your blessings coming my way
I promise to obey
My Lord and my God, You've set the captives free
In the unsettled rootless mornings we'll come following you
Then take me Great Divinity 
Through the smoking mirrors of my mind
Deliverance from the foggy ruins of time
Past the frozen years 
The haunted, frightened dreams, are thrown out by Your grace
Far from the twisted reaches of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dancing beneath the diamond sky
With all hands waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by Your warm embrace
With all memories to make
Driven deeply by Your 'wind of change' 
Help me forget about the gang-stalking, promises of tomorrow..
My Lord and my God, You've saved us from this strange captivity
I'm now sleeping and there are places I'm going to
My Lord and my God, You've given us liberty 
In the unsettled rootless mornings we'll come following you...

A Song to the beat of 'Mr Tambourine Man' by Bob Dylan (Live at the Newport Folk Festival 1964)


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