I think am gonna walk away,
i've stayed too long under this knife of yours,
you know this was not my plan,
but you kept urging me,
i dont want to stay no more,
i mean how long is it gonna take,
tell me, how much longer till you done with me!!!
Its like am fighting out for my life,
yet you hit me with another round,
today am glad cos i think you're through and the next,
you're out with your knife again,
feels like i'm in surgery,
still you cut deeper, deeper arghh! than deep.
With my eyes widely open,
my will you cut away from me,
my flesh you disect like bread,
you call them all excesses,
you know well i love them all,
yet you cut them all of me.
I've got to get out,
but there's this something within,
i've been runing from your table,
that's why i refuse to pray;
But you don't ever get off me, still you keep calling me to the table to work on me.
(Tears)... Lord now i am here,
please take all you need,
i don't care how much longer,
just work through on me,
My blanket of sin, cleansed and done with,
though it hurts with pain,
but you know what's best for me.
Now O Lord you win,
pierce me, go deep,
deeper Lord than deepest,
till you're through with me.
(Tears!)...I choose to be still
you know what i need,
Lord only a surgery can rip these things off me.
Totally i SURRENDER,
down here to get UNDER,
right here on the table,
have your way in me.
My arms on my side,
my legs straightened out,
eyes closed and heads straight,
no more rushing out,
no shying from surgery,
Do a perfect work on me!!!!!!!!!!
Tears! Tears!! Tears!!!
i've stayed too long under this knife of yours,
you know this was not my plan,
but you kept urging me,
i dont want to stay no more,
i mean how long is it gonna take,
tell me, how much longer till you done with me!!!
Its like am fighting out for my life,
yet you hit me with another round,
today am glad cos i think you're through and the next,
you're out with your knife again,
feels like i'm in surgery,
still you cut deeper, deeper arghh! than deep.
With my eyes widely open,
my will you cut away from me,
my flesh you disect like bread,
you call them all excesses,
you know well i love them all,
yet you cut them all of me.
I've got to get out,
but there's this something within,
i've been runing from your table,
that's why i refuse to pray;
But you don't ever get off me, still you keep calling me to the table to work on me.
(Tears)... Lord now i am here,
please take all you need,
i don't care how much longer,
just work through on me,
My blanket of sin, cleansed and done with,
though it hurts with pain,
but you know what's best for me.
Now O Lord you win,
pierce me, go deep,
deeper Lord than deepest,
till you're through with me.
(Tears!)...I choose to be still
you know what i need,
Lord only a surgery can rip these things off me.
Totally i SURRENDER,
down here to get UNDER,
right here on the table,
have your way in me.
My arms on my side,
my legs straightened out,
eyes closed and heads straight,
no more rushing out,
no shying from surgery,
Do a perfect work on me!!!!!!!!!!
Tears! Tears!! Tears!!!
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