When will my head stop ringing,
The whispers stop stinging?
Painful onslaught of self-doubt;
Is my net-worth in my network?
Is my value in my values?
Chase the dollars, make the money;
You’ll find happiness again when it’s sunny.
Winters cold breath extinguished the fire;
Maybe it was Satan again being a liar?
Either way – I’m dormant;
What’s my purpose and my mission?
Somewhere in the chaos I lost my vision.
This heart is still itching;
Pen ready, heart heavy.
I’ve gotta run from it or through it,
More effort or I’m gonna lose it.
And yet that doesn’t seem like the answer,
Isn’t “trying to be better” how we got here?
Never satisfied with being, always becoming.
Yet Jesus always walked, and my minds always running.
Lord, meet me in this quiet place.
Still the waters, show your face.
I find comfort in Psalms;
In David’s up-down rhythm.
I’m not alone and you’re still on the throne.
Hear my cries and heal my mind,
Open my eyes where I’m blind.
This day I give to you, my King.
I may not feel like it, but I’ll still sing.
Great is your faithfulness,
Your love endures forever!
I’ll hold onto you, my anchor, my treasure.