You live your life as you see fit
According to your strain
You feel it is quite normal
For your days to wax and wane
Hoping that the weeks go by
Surviving grief and pain
You know there’s something missing
That you really can’t explain.
You are what you’ve grown to be
A flower without a bloom
Because you do things your own way
You haven’t made the room
For God’s direction in your life
His Spirit you contain
Let go, let God, let Him invade
Release His living rain.
