Bring me home

Looking at the ceiling
Thinkin’ to myself there must be so much more
Layin’ awake tryin’ to sort out the events of the day
Beggin’ for you to speak to me, and wonderin’ if this would be the night

For you to bring me home,
For you to bring me close,
For you to heal my hurts,
For you to be there with me in my troubles

As I look to your word,
I discover that your promises are true,
So thankful for a glimpse of you,
I am waitin’ on the Lord

Tryin’ to figure out a plan
Knowin’ that I was born to do yours
Wonderin’ if today would be the day
That my eyes would be open to what you say

Knowin’ that with everything I do,
Can be a reflection of you
Stayin’ awake at night thinkin’ that I am here by mistake
Lovin’ my Savior, by livin’ my life as sacrifice

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