You Live

You live your life as you see fit

According to your strain

You feel it is quite normal

For your days to wax and wane

Hoping that the weeks go by

Surviving grief and pain

You know there's something missing

That you really can't explain.



You are what you've grown to be

A flower without a bloom

Because you do things your own way

You haven't made the room

For God's direction in your life

His Spirit you contain

Let go, let God, let Him invade

Release His living rain.

by Mike Bullock