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YOUR GRACIOUS FIRE

There’s a new sensation flowing over me

With the intention of playing Jesus with me

I’m on dangerous ground I know

I’m willing to stay

 

I’m gently rolling the dice in my mind

The outcome’s uncertain, results undefined

Quicksand under my feet

I’m willing to play

 

And I don’t, I don’t like falling, falling from grace

With the hand of God wrapped around my face

You made me walk into your gracious fire

Now I’m lost in the waiting room… of your desire

I’m spending my days in a restless mood

Roaming the streets of your neighbourhood

Something has to be done

My moon needs your sun

 

You’re the closest to elegance, the furthest from cheap

I’d like to worship you out of my sleep

But Lord what will I be

When you abandon me

 

And I don’t, I don’t like falling, falling from grace

With the hand of God wrapped around my face

You made me walk into your gracious fire

Now I’m lost in the waiting room of your desire

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