Deep down
My heart wears a frown,
My soul crawls around,
Weeping in ashes,
Clawing the ground,
Not making a sound.
Can you feel
The blade made of steel,
Stabbing my soul?
Yes, that’s how I feel.
How I want, so much
For Jesus to heal
These wounds that bleed me.
And so I kneel
At God’s alter of love,
For a holy meal
Hoping to be touched
By something real.
Is God here with me?
I hope he will say,
“I love you today.
“I have heard you pray.
“I will always stay
“Very close to you,
“When you are afraid.
“So please ask me anything.
“I will hear what you say,
“Every day.
“So take your burdens,
“At my feet you can lay
“Them down to stay.”
I know he’s with me,
Even though my pain
Is as wide as the sea.
I hope to be
What he wants me to be.
So many worries, you see.
I want to be free.
So, here I stay,
On my knees.
Stumbling along the sidewalk 