… more than this war …

There’s no turning back

yet my past continues to haunt me

What if I never find my way?

Will my sorry be enough

to keep me in your safety?

Even though I harm myself

you scream out that i’m worthy

Even though I cannot stand

my reflection or the works of my hands

you remind me of who I am

that your spirit dwells within me

I will chose to believe your word

that i’m more than this war

that burns like flaming coals

inside my wayward soul

This battle within,

is just the result of man-made sin

But through the precious word

I am promised my redemption