Keep the Change

I don't want to be just ok
I don't want to be just the same
I want better than yesterday
I have to keep the change

I don't want the same old story
I don't wanna talk history
I want a better testimony
I've gotta keep the change
Keep on changing me

I've heard it all,
I've heard it time and time again
Getting tired of the same answer
To the same old question
How are you today?
How are you today?

I've seen it all
I've seen it time and time again
Getting tired of the same motion
To the same old notion
Where are you today?
Where are you today?

Even If I have to walk a thousand miles
Even if I have to try a hundred times
Just for me to find that changed life
For this I am sure I'll never be like before
Until Jesus comes My Lord and Savior.

Change my Heart

Change my Heart

V1:

Girl of Fifteen,

Broken heart from a broken dream,

Of a happy home.

Longed for love and just affection.

You hold her tight,

Told her it’s gonna be alright.

She just grew up,

And lost herself for just one night.

Pre-cho:

You strain for words

You don’t know what to say.

You forget your pains,

And compassion takes its place.

And you pray, and pray.

Cho:

O God,

Change my heart to become like yours.

A heart,

After your own.

To love,

The hurting and the angry,

The broken and the lonely

And love them like yours.

V2:

Girl in the closet,

Brokenness from a broken home,

Of a Father,

Longed for the father she’s never known.

You hole her tight,

Told her its gonna be alright.

She just gave up,

And tried to take her life tonight.

Pre-Cho

Cho.

SEASONS- January 2006

Shall I compare thee to the changing seasons?

…Like the first day of Spring

The first blossoming flowers of May,

Dancing in the cool breeze

Why art thou so fond and gay?

…Like the Summer breeze

Thou art so warm and at ease

Thy fondness and thy heart,

Will it be everlasting like the sun’s warmth?

…Like the changing hues of leaves

The fickle leaves of Fall

Thou art falling away from me,

Hast thy love gone and ceased?

…Like the bitter hand the snow of Winter,

So aloof is the morning weather.

Will I still be the one you hold?

Why hast thou so wan and cold?