When my life gets confusing and I know I have taken; the wrong path.
Not sure of which way to turn.
Feeling as kindling ready to burn,
I feel broken with words of salvation unspoken.
I start, crying believing in redemption more.
I'll look up to Heaven with tears running.
I'll run to you, Lord
Seeing weeping faces
Living in dark places,
Feeling Heavenly graces,
I will run to you, Lord
When I realize I can't take anymore beatings.
Feeling too ashamed to sit in on salvation meetings,
I know I've been a disgrace.
I'm ashamed for anyone to see my face.
I'll run to you, Lord
Seeing mean faces,
Escaping dark places,
Feeling Heavenly graces,
I will run.
I'll run to you Lord.
When I see and feel, acceptance in the people.
No longer feeling like a stranger running from danger.
I will run to the steeple letting God's love pour.
Like a renewing rain, lifting all of life's pain.
No longer feeling the enemy's strain,
But feeling Heaven's gain,
I will run to you, Lord. I'll run to you Lord.
Seeing kind faces,
Living in light places,
Hearing Heavenly praises.
I will run to you, Lord
Leaving the past behind and never looking back.
I will run to you, Lord.
I will run to you, Lord.
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