“wade Or Wait”
Standing on the brink, of this Jordan like life.
Staring at the waves around me
and all this rising tired within.
Will I sink or swim if I jump in?
Lord knows, I think my arms are broken.
Should I wade in the water, or
Should I wait a little longer?
Should I step out on faith
Or rest here in amazing grace?
If you don’t run you can never win or loose
If you don’t risk you can never hope to choose
If you don’t love you can never sing the blues
Or a ballad built for two.
Wade in the water: Wade in the water children
Wade in the water,
He said, wade in the water,
Oh, My son walk on the water
God is gonna trouble the water
God is gonna trouble the water dear children
I know He’s gonna trouble the water
Well who could say that in the middle of my days
That at the gates of hell is where I would play
And it’s not fire, but water it seems that surrounds me?
So I reach up to grab some help
For I know that I can’t raise myself
And it seems like it’s love Himself that has found me.
(So need to re-record this . . .)
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