-Rest for the Weary-

Cool Hand Luke - "Rest for the Weary"

Hey, it's me
I'm sorry it's so late
I can't sleep
I knew you'd be awake
You're always home
Waiting by the phone
For nights like these
When I'm feeling all alone
I wish it didn't always have to be this way
I wish that I could talk to you face to face
But nothing compares to the way
You always listen
and know just what to say

Hold my hand
I can't stand alone
Here I am
Waiting for you to take me home

Oh, I just want to sing
I wish that there were just a word
For what you mean to me
I would only say it once
In hushed tones so it would not grow old
But all I have Is, "I love you"

You're my Jesus, You're my hero
Everything I wish that I could be
(x2)

You're the one who comforts me
When everyone has gone away
(x5)

I can't stand alone
Here I am
Waiting for you to take me home

I will keep on singing because you hear me
And I will keep on smiling because you're near me
I'll sleep well in a promise tonight


oh how I need rest...Jesus, give my weary soul rest.

-Masquerade: Part 1-

I'm so tired of being fake.

Where does one even start in peeling away the mask?

-Rescue-

I need You Jesus
to come to my rescue
where else can I go?
There's no other name
by which I am saved
capture me with grace...

-Lullaby-

Vienna Teng - "Lullaby for a Stormy Night"

Little child, be not afraid
though rain pounds harshly against the glass
like an unwanted stranger, there is no danger
I am here tonight.

Little child, be not afraid
though thunder explodes and lightning flash
illuminates your tear-stained face
I am here tonight.

and someday you'll know
that nature is so
the same rain that draws you near me
falls on rivers and land
on forests and sand
makes the beautiful world that you'll see
in the morning

Little child, be not afraid
though storm clouds mask your beloved moon
and its candlelight beams, still keep pleasant dreams
I am here tonight.

Little child, be not afraid
though wind makes creatures of our trees
and their branches to hands, they're not real, understand
and I am here tonight

and someday you'll know
that nature is so
the same rain that draws you near me
falls on rivers and land
on forests and sand
makes the beautiful world that you'll see
in the morning

for you know, once even I was a
little child, and I was afraid
but a gentle someone always came
to dry all my tears, trade sweet sleep for fears
and to give a kiss goodnight

well now I am grown
and these years have shown
that rain's a part of how life goes
but it's dark and it's late
so I'll hold you and wait
'til your frightened eyes do close

and I hope that you'll know...
that nature is so
the same rain that draws you near me
falls on rivers and land
on forests and sand
makes the beautiful world that you'll see
in the morning

everything's fine in the morning
the rain'll be gone in the morning
but I'll still be here in the morning...

-Vulnerability-

There is so much freedom in vulnerability.

More later.