Wednesday, November 30, 2011

turn on the lights


There's a place in the darkness that I used to cling to

That presses harsh hope against time
In the absence of martyrs there's a presence of thieves
Who only want to rob you blind
They steal away any sense of peace
Tho' I'm a king I'm a king on my knees
And I know they are wrong when they say i am strong
As the darkness covers me



So turn on the lights and reveal all the glory, i am not afraid.
To bear all my weakness, knowing in meekness, i have a kingdom to gain.
Where there is peace and love in the light, in the light, i am not afraid
To let your light shine bright in my life, in my life



There are ghosts from my past who've owned more of my soul
Than I thought I had given away
They linger in closets and under my bed and in pictures less proudly displayed
A great fool in my life i have been, have squandered 'til pallid and thin
Hung my head in shame and refuse to take blame for the darkness i know i let win



So turn on the lights and reveal all the glory, i am not afraid.

To bear all my weakness, knowing in meekness, i have a kingdom to gain.
Where there is peace and love in the light, in the light, i am not afraid
To let your light shine bright in my life, in my life



Can you hear me? Can you hear me?

Well, I've never been much for the bearing of soul in the presence of any man
I'd rather keep to myself all safe and secure, in the arms of a sinner I am
Could it be that my worth should depend by the crimson stained grace on a hand
And like a lamp on a hill Lord I pray in your will to reveal all of You that I can

So turn on the lights and reveal all the glory, i am not afraid.

To bear all my weakness, knowing in meekness, i have a kingdom to gain.
Where there is peace and love in the light, in the light, i am not afraid
To let your light shine bright in my life, in my life

There's a place in the darkness that I used to cling to

That presses harsh hope against time



Martyrs and Thieves, Jennifer Knapp