Store up for yourselves treasures in Heaven
where moth and rust cannot destroy and thieves cannot break in and steal

Saturday, March 30, 2013

Turn Toward The Truth


Jesus is Truth

Oh what I'd give to have the kind of faith,
That would let me climb out of this boat I'm in.
Onto the crashing waves.
To step out of my comfort zone into the realm of the unknown.

But the waves are calling out my name and they're laughing at me.
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed.
The waves they keep on telling me, time and time again, you'll never win, you'll never win.

But the voice of Truth tells me a different story.
The voice of Truth says, “Do not be afraid.”
The voice of Truth says, “This is for my glory.”
Out of all the voices calling out to me,
I will choose to listen and believe, the voice of Truth.

Oh what I would do to have the kind of strength it takes,
To stand before a giant, with just a sling and a stone.
Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors shaking in their armour.
Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand.

But the giant is calling out my name and he laughs at me.
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed.
The giant keeps on telling me, time and time again, you'll never wind, you'll never win.

But the voice of Truth tells me a different story.
The voice of Truth says, “Do not be afraid.”
The voice of Truth says, “This is for my glory.”
Out of all the voices calling out to me,
I will choose to listen and believe, the voice of Truth.
Casting Crowns

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