Anglican
Member
- Joined
- Nov 2, 2009
- Messages
- 358
Dearest Jesus, faithful friend
Why am I holding back
From sinking deep into Your arms
I seem to have the knack
Of putting You right at the end
Of all the things I do
I'm sorry that I'm hurting One
Who is a friend so true.
It's not as if I haven't time
To sit and talk with You
The pleasures of my busy life
Are clouding up my view
If only I would sit and make
A space for You and me
I'm sure that our relationship
Would grow tremendously.
Why am I holding back
From sinking deep into Your arms
I seem to have the knack
Of putting You right at the end
Of all the things I do
I'm sorry that I'm hurting One
Who is a friend so true.
It's not as if I haven't time
To sit and talk with You
The pleasures of my busy life
Are clouding up my view
If only I would sit and make
A space for You and me
I'm sure that our relationship
Would grow tremendously.
