Every Breath

If I was a flower, then You'd be the sun. 
I'd soak in Your love with each breath of my lungs,
And know that You would not fade.
If I was a river, then You'd be the ocean,
Giving me life through Your power and grace,
And I would feel so in awe of You.

You search each heart and You know my name.
You give me a hope that I can't explain.
And all I can do after all that You've done,
Is give You my every breath.

If I was a garden, then You'd be the rain.
You'd fill me with breath, and You'd keep me sustained.
And I'd feel the care that I don't deserve.
If I was an acorn, then You'd be the tree:
The Maker, Protector, Creator of me,
And each day, I'd grow more like You.

You search each heart and You know my name.
You give me a hope that I can't explain.
And all I can do after all that You've done,
Is give You my every breath.

The stars can't contain You.
The world can't restrain You.
And with everything You have done in me,
I will give my all to You.

You search each heart and You know my name.
You give me a hope that I can't explain.
And all I can do after all that You've done,
Is give You my every breath.

February 7, 2010

The draft of a song I wrote... I don't know yet if I'll put this one on my Youtube account, but I do like the words, and I thought I'd share.

Something I wrote when I was about eleven years old.  I think it was a joke.

Sick

I'm sick, Mother.
I don't know why.
I feel real bad.
It's not a lie!

I might have a stomach bug,
Or maybe the flu.
I'm coughing so badly,
It could be the croup.

My tongue feels real dry,
And my throat is so sore!
But I liked that cough drop.
Could I have some more?

I vomited two weeks ago...
That counts, right?
And I think I turned bright green,
Sometime late last night.

My bones have all been broken,
And my poor ears ache.
I'm hot... no, wait! I'm cold! That's it!
I shiver and I shake.

My nose is runny.  I feel funny.
Can I stay home today?
Yes, that's great! No, I don't want tea.
I'm going outside to play.