Deliver Me

Margaret Becker

 

I was just about to tell You
What I'm sure You already know
How my throat is tight with crying
Yet my soul is arctic blue
'Cause I've seen some tears that didn't move me
Whispered words I didn't mean
Held back all my love for anger
Grown so weak in all these things
So in all these things

Deliver me from me
And deliver me to You
Come and set me free
Come and find me tried and true
Come on now
Deliver me from me

I was just about to run away
As far as far could go
When I recognized the cruelest captors
Living right inside my soul
And I can't escape their endless movements
Cannot shed them like a skin
Can't control all these emotions
Cannot live while they're within
So in all these things

And now I'm falling, falling Dreaming of Your arms of mercy
They are soft as the new winter snow

And now I'm falling, falling Dreaming of Your arms of mercy
They are soft as the new winter snow

 

Songwriters: Gregory Becker / Jenn Schott