Face of Time
I can remember when I was afraid like you
Not so long ago
Confusion ruled my life wondering what to do
Not so long ago
These are resting waves from a memory
In a hiding place in my mind
But the sweetest taste is a history
When suffering wears the face of time
The pain hurt way too much the water was so cold
Not so long ago
That’s when light rescued me from darkness I was free
Not so long ago
In the place of suffering
There’s a God worth worshipping
On these wings of worship we will ride.
© 2004 Jason Upton & Key of David Ministries.
Those of you who read my blog regularly (when I write regularly, haha!) have probably noticed that I like to post songs by Jason Upton. I have found that so much of what he writes about has proven to be very healing in my life. This one in paticular spoke to me a couple years ago while going through a confusing, difficult time. This morning I found myself singing it again and I thought of some of my friends experiencing challenging times in their faith right now. This is for you and me.
I can remember when I was afraid like you
Not so long ago
Confusion ruled my life wondering what to do
Not so long ago
These are resting waves from a memory
In a hiding place in my mind
But the sweetest taste is a history
When suffering wears the face of time
The pain hurt way too much the water was so cold
Not so long ago
That’s when light rescued me from darkness I was free
Not so long ago
In the place of suffering
There’s a God worth worshipping
On these wings of worship we will ride.
© 2004 Jason Upton & Key of David Ministries.
Those of you who read my blog regularly (when I write regularly, haha!) have probably noticed that I like to post songs by Jason Upton. I have found that so much of what he writes about has proven to be very healing in my life. This one in paticular spoke to me a couple years ago while going through a confusing, difficult time. This morning I found myself singing it again and I thought of some of my friends experiencing challenging times in their faith right now. This is for you and me.
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