Sitting at the feet of Jesus
Resting in His perfect will
Drawing on His strength and purpose
Waiting, so calm and still
We need to drop the heavy burden
Of being what we think we are
Let the mask dissolve completely
Open up that stagnant jar.
If you knew what lay in store
The riches and the wealth
Of what The Lord has just for you
It would improve your health
He wants us to die to Him
To lay down at His feet
And shed the chameleon that we are
So both of us can meet.
