When buildings rise
All crumpled within
Built on eyes
Of sand,
And realization,
Hope like rain,
Flowers in
My hand,
I stand in need, of more than this.
Of two more legs than none.
I understand when, I stand over walls come down,
There'll be no one to lean on.
When fears assail,
Where I am free,
Best of the years that
I see,
All that I care for,
But I bow the knee,
Lay at the feet of
Jesus.
Knowing that He can see, farther than me,
When knee-deep comes He's my song.
I stand in need, of more than this -
Of two more legs than none -
He's my King.
There's nothing left but what is here. Move on to the day that's moving. Reach but wait, wait for power to, Move your feet to where you should be
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