THROUGH THE EYE GLASS
Search my soul oh Lord and let me be Concreted Lord to thee
When thou call me my bones stand to attention and not sleep
The wicked shall try but in vain no rest has given until that great day
Early in the morning, I search your glory gathering lessons daily
In my soul, I cast out the hatred that corrupt like bitter wormwood
Knees bent faced towards the house of the Lord he sleeps not
His abundant wisdom overshadows my thoughts to do mercy
To love my enemies purge out my soul bless the Lord forever
And everyone will see the glory of God shining in my soul
For the Lord will fight my battles in his arms I take comfort
The wicked have compassed me Lord and rejoicing can be heard
Theirs is but a short victory God’s chosen children can’t be lost
In the valley of decisions, no one but the true God can be boss
Stretch out your mighty hands oh Lord let all who sin shiver
Cast out my enemies into darkness and let my soul find rest
Let your mighty works be done so will I know that I have won
My soul will always love the truth and honor my God like no other
A God of justice a God of love a God who lives in our hearts
And for a time and season let all who seek you have no reason
But stand still and see your true salvation
Copyright 2009 Ken Atkins
