
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