SITTING

[verseode]

               

            Sitting at the feet of Jesus   
            Resting in His perfect will
            Drawing on His strength and purpose
            Waiting, so calm and still
            We need to drop the heavy burden
            Of being what we think we are
            Let the mask dissolve completely
            Open up that stagnant jar.

            If you knew what lay in store
            The riches and the wealth
            Of what The Lord has just for you
            It would improve your health
            He wants us to die to Him
            To lay down at His feet
            And shed the chameleon that we are
            So both of us can meet.