Still and silent is this room.
You said your house is full of rooms for us, prepared.
Do you think I can make it? In some way I'm tired of wanting, tired of desire. I shall not want, I need rest.
Sometimes it gets so complicated, like the simplicity of the gospel is forgotten. The work is finished.
Tired of seeking pleasure yknow, I want you Lord, I desire you, I desire freedom, I need your love.
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