Sunday, 31 May 2009

The Random Musings of a Socialite pt 8

Morning

Casting Crowns - Voice of Truth

'Oh,what I would do to have
the kind of faith it takes 
To climb out of this boat I'm in 
Onto the crashing waves
To step out of my comfort zone
Into the realm of the unknown 
Where Jesus is, 
And he's holding out his hand

But the waves are calling out my name 
and they laugh at me
Reminding me of all the times 
I've tried before and failed
The waves they keep on telling me 
time and time again
"Boy, you'll never win, 
you'll never win."

But the voice of truth tells me a different story
the voice of truth says "do not be afraid!"
and the voice of truth says "this is for my glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

Oh, what I would do 
to have the kind of strength it takes
To stand before a giant 
with just a sling and a stone
Surrounded by the sound 
of a thousand warriors 
shaking in their armor
Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand

But the giant's calling out 
my name and he laughs at me
Reminding me of all the times 
I've tried before and failed
The giant keeps on telling me 
time and time again
"Boy you'll never win, 
you'll never win."

But the voice of truth tells me a different story
the voice of truth says "do not be afraid!"
and the voice of truth says "this is for my glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

But the stone was just the right size
to put the giant on the ground
and the waves they don't seem so high
from on top of them looking down
I will soar with the wings of eagles
when I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus
singing over me

But the voice of truth tells me a different story 
The voice of truth says "do not be afraid" 
And the voice of truth says "this is for my glory" 
Out of all the voices calling out to me (calling out to me)
I will choose to listen and believe (I will choose to listen and believe)
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

I will listen and believe
I will listen and believe the voice of truth
I will listen and believe 
'Cause Jesus you are the voice of truth
And I will listen to you.. oh you are'

I do like that song, it's amazing. =) Mark Hall is a great lyricist.

Anyway, still here, still burned.. 

I woke up this morning with achy-breaky skin.. And then we were bundled off to a garden fete with Laurie's mum. It was fun in the parts where I found shade to nurse myself, but then we decided to go a walkabout the garden, and I felt distinctly woozy halfway round and had to hide it from people.. I almost fainted, but it's ok because then I had a steak pie and copious amounts of tea. s'nice.

Then we watched my new film which was good and ate pizza, raisins and chocolate. And I read Judge Dredd and Laurie draped yoghurt and cucumber over my sunburn because she's amazing like that.

A good day, all in all.

byebye

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