Fuel Station

Switch off the sat nav

We know better

Next left for our desires

And follow the highway to destruction

 

The warning signs flash

Crying for us to make a U-turn

But we turn it to mute

And we shut out the small, still voice

 

We do stop at the fuel station

For our weekly top up

But we invest as little as we can

A token gesture to ease our conscience

 

The car judders to a halt

As the engine begins to break down

We finally break our silence

And we call out to God

 

As He draws near to the window

We quickly lock the door

Though there is tenderness in His eyes

Our grip tightens on the wheel

 

We beg Him to mend us

To get our lives running again

We cry out about our problems

But we know the problem is really us

 

The fuel tank is empty

The engine ruined

No more pretending now

It is time to give up the wheel

Coat Tails of Hope

I cling to the coat-tails of Hope

If only I could just touch

Just brush the hem of His garment

I would be healed

 

I have clung onto so many things

My pride, my self-image

I would not yield control of my life

But everything you hold on to

Eventually you lose

 

It was only when I let go

Of the lies I took comfort in

That my hands

So long stained with mud

Could finally be cleaned

 

Now as I hold on to Him

He holds on to me

And lifts me out of the pit

 

Giving It Up

I will lay it all down
My future and my past
I surrender my all to You

I must face the truth
That I can’t change my past
And I can’t control my future
I must give them both to You

I must lay down worry and shame
I must lay down my pride
All credit now belongs to You
Whatever happens now is not my doing

So I step over the brink
I step into the precipice
And I trust that You will catch me