Exposed I stand, defenseless Extended hand Exposed I stand Your soft demand relentless Exposed, I stand defenseless
O Lord, I have been left here,
to wander green paths
This gift of life you
have bestowed upon me
is filled with the bounty
of your perfect love
Yet still I wander
With your Word
as my hope
and my shield
I fail you time and time again
Desperate for your triumph
I wait for your return
yet still I turn
In time
I will return
In time
I lay myself at your feet
In time
Your Word is my hope
and I offer you my faith
It is all I have to give
I know it will return
In time
As will I
I can see you in my mind
as I close my eyes
a world away,
playing your guitar
endlessly practicing
those same few bars
the look on your face is utter
concentration
(you don’t know that I am watching)
but I am
I am watching from my chair
in the basement
as I drift off toward sleep
you flub one of the notes
and start again
your red fingernails float
across the frets as you press on
the song is always the same
yet I could listen to you play
through the ages
because it is your song
and for me it is always new
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