Awakening

    Awake, my love;
    Come sit with me,
    Let me give you peace.
    I've sent away your tiresome foes,
    The pain and shame that no one knows
    But me.

    Rest in me till you believe
    That I have set you free.

    Then together, we can dance.
    I will lead the way,
    Showing you the steps to take—
    Steps of joy, thanksgiving, and hope.
    The dance is so exciting;
    The music is love.

    I am closer to you
    Than you can ever know,
    But still you sleep,
    Locked in your dream
    Of striving to become
    Important, somebody known.
    My breath whispers to you,
    "My love, it is done; it is done."

    The dance is all around us;
    The dance is inside us:
    It is grace.


    DIY

    Do it yourself!
    God thinks that stinks;
    His children are lost in a lie—
    The Garden of Eden,
    Hidden within,
    Forgotten, denied.

    Who tricked you,
    O fallen man,
    To believe that striving could do it?
    Seeking out all things,
    Independence your goal,
    Was better than trusting in God?

    DIY's easy
    When the sun's shining bright;
    Easy to believe
    You're doing it right.
    But what happens in the storm,
    When fear grips your heart?

    Call on your gods;
    You made them yourself.
    They'll help in a crisis—
    You'd better believe it.
    Self clings to the lie;
    It will not die.

    But our Father waits
    In the garden within,
    His perfect Son, Jesus,
    The only way in.
    He took self to the cross
    And broke its power.

    In his strength
    We surrender,
    Fall into his arms,
    His face before us,
    Amidst the flowers
    And the palms.


    Transfiguration

    Adam and Eve were naked;
    No shame they had to hide:
    Clothed in light and splendour,
    A delight to God's eyes.

    Until Satan tempted them
    To believe his lie.
    He said God couldn't be trusted;
    Good things he withheld.
    He said they should seek out the truth
    The apple would reveal.

    And so through their own efforts
    They were bound to self-rule,
    To striving for perfection-
    All men became its fool.

    Their spirits now bound within the soul,
    And animal skins for clothing,
    They tried their best to work the soil
    As Satan stood by laughing.

    But God has not been outplayed;
    He came to earth, you see,
    To tell us he is the way
    For our spirits to be freed:
    Bound by grace to Truth and Light-
    Our transfiguration.


    CEO's Burnout

    He works in a vineyard,
    A rag round his head
    To keep the sweat from his eyes.
    A big man with a heart to match,
    Tormented by lies:
    Not good enough,
    Not strong enough,
    Not enough, not enough.
    Try harder, try harder.
    The voice inside cried
    Until the man snapped;
    His strength dried.

    O God, have mercy.
    Reveal your plan.
    Jesus is enough for every man,
    And his work is done.
    He put striving to death.
    Call that man to rest,
    Your Spirit work through him
    To give him new life—
    Joy, peace, and thanksgiving,
    Christ within.


    Mercy

    In the subconscious mind,
    Memories stored in neurons
    Eternally cry out
    For resolution.
    Your creator has the answer:
    Give it all to him.
    His finished work on the cross,
    Appropriation.


    The Light Within

    My soul, it was in darkness.
    Self tried so hard to win.
    But the devil was self's master;
    My spirit locked within.
    Shut fast the prison door
    Until friends prayed for me,
    And in came the risen Lord.

    When I chose to trust in him,
    To give up the old self-rule,
    He gently dealt with sin,
    Beliefs, and judgements
    In my subconscious mind.
    Burnt up by the Holy Spirit,
    My spirit's free now to shine.


    Slavery to Freedom

    Coming out of Egypt, out of slavery,
    A supernatural event took place.
    Crossing the Red Sea,
    Pharaoh lost his power
    To...