Night’s upon us, Lord:
time to show one other web page
on this chapter of my life…
All of us have a narrative, Lord,
the story we’re writing and dwelling and telling…
A part of my story’s an open guide
– informal observers can have a look;
however a lot of my story is barely identified
by those that’ve shared in its dwelling
who’ve helped in writing a chapter or two
now saved within the archives, deep in my coronary heart….
I am grateful for all who’re a part of my saga,
my narrative’s characters, main and minor,
its many heroes and occasional villains,
who’ve fabricated from my life the story it’s…
After which, in fact, there’s you, my God:
you understand my story by chapter and verse;
you even know my story’s finish,
– suntil an unfolding thriller to me…
I am grateful to you, my Creator divine:
you understand my complete story
– however nonetheless love me freely
you learn my darkish chapters
– however all the time with mercy
you understand all my plot twists
– and stroll by them with me…
Like a guide you learn me
however by no means lose curiosity
– to even the uninteresting elements
you pay full consideration…
You are my editor, critic,
mentor and muse,
my biographer, narrator,
Holy ghostwriter…
And greater than all that, Lord,
you have written, you have woven,
you have threaded your love story,
one with my very own…
My guide was conceived in your coronary heart, O Lord,
your fingerprints heat its each web page:
I pray my story will finish in you,
with an epilogue, peace,
the sequel of grace…,
Shield me, Lord, as I lie awake
and watch over me as I sleep
that awake, I would maintain watch with you
and asleep, relaxation in your peace…
Amen.
If I advised you my storyYou’ll hear hope, that would not let goAnd if I advised you my storyYou’ll hear love that by no means gave up
And if I advised you my storyYou’ll hear life, nevertheless it wasn’t mine
If I ought to communicate, then let it’s of the graceThat’s larger than all my sin
Of when justice was served, and the place mercy wins!Of the kindness of Jesus, that pulls me inOh to inform you my story, is to inform of Him
If I advised you my story,
you’ll hear victor over the enemyAnd if I advised you my story, you’ll hear freedomThat was gained for me
And if I advised you my story,
you’ll hear life overcome the graveIf I ought to communicate, then let it’s of the graceThat’s larger than all my sin
Of when justice was served, and the place mercy wins!Of the kindness of Jesus, that pulls me inOh to inform you my story, is to inform of Him
That is my story, that is my trackPraising my savior, all of the day lengthyThat is my story, that is my trackPraising my savior, all of the day lengthy
For the grace that’s larger, than all my sinOf when justice was served, and when mercy wins!Of the kindness of Jesus, that pulls me inOh to inform you my story, is to inform
Of the grace that’s larger, than all my sinOf when justice was served, and when mercy wins!Of the kindness of Jesus, that pulls me inOh to inform you my story, is to inform of HimOh to inform you my story, is to inform of Him
That is my story, that is my trackPraising my savior, all of the day lengthy
