11.20.2009

Funny

Sittin’ in a glass box up in Downtown City
Peering down on streets filled with unexpected beauty.
See the lanes of traffic twist into a dance
As the right lane bows and watches the left lane twirl and prance.

Isn’t it so funny how everything so ugly
Becomes oh, so exquisite when I am in His arms?
Don’t tell me I’m just dreaming, I know why I’m feeling
This joy beyond all measure; it’s all ‘cause of His love.

Walls of rock are painted in the black of night
With the cans of spraying rainbow amindst a gang ring fight.
See their flash of color, a sea of bright graffiti.
A beauty inexplicable, of hues so bold and free.

Isn’t it so funny how everything so ugly
Becomes oh, so exquisite when I am in His arms?
Don’t tell me I’m just dreaming, I know why I’m feeling
This joy beyond all measure; it’s all ‘cause of His love.

You’re the love I’ve searched for all my whole life long.
You blow away the darkness, oh, You write my song.
No one can replace You for You are my Lord.
My Everything, my El Shaddai, You are The Living Word.

Isn’t it so funny how everything so ugly
Becomes oh, so exquisite when I am in Your arms?
They tell me I’m just dreaming, but I know why I’m feeling
This joy beyond all measure; it’s all ‘cause of Your love.

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