Deliver Me - Margaret Becker

I was just about to tell You

What I’m sure You already know

How my throat is tight with crying

Yet my soul is arctic blue

'Cause I’ve seen some tears that didn’t move me

Whispered words I didn’t mean

Held back all my love for anger

Grown so weak in all these things

So all these things

Deliver me from me

And deliver me to You

Come and set me free

Come and find me tried and true

Come on now

Deliver me from me

I was just about to run away

As far as far could go

When I recognized the cruelest captors

Living right inside my soul

And I can’t escape their endless movements

Cannot shed them like a skin

Can’t control all these emotions

Cannot live while they’re within

So in all these things

Deliver me from me

And deliver me to You

Come and set me free

Come and find me tried and true

Come on now, come on now

Come on now, deliver me from me

And now I’m falling, falling

Dreaming of Your arms of mercy

They are soft as the new winter snow

Deliver me from me

And deliver me to You

Come and set me free

Come and find me tried and true

Deliver me from me

And deliver me to You

Come and set me free

Find me tried and true

Come on now, come on now

Deliver me, deliver me from me