Friday, June 18, 2010

who is that man

WHO IS THIS MAN THAT TOUCHES ME EVERY MORNING
SO GRACEFULLY AND STILL

WAKING ME UP, STARTING ME OFF, ENCOURAGING ME TO DO HIS WILL
I TALK TO HIM SOMETIMES AND ASK HIM TO LEAD MY WAY
BUT WHILE I'M STANDING IN THE MIRROR I CAN ONLY SEE MY FACE

WHO IS THIS MAN THAT CONSOLES MY INNER BEING
I'M HEARING HIM, I'M FEELING HIM, BUT YET HE IS UNSEEN

I'VE ASKED HIM FOR THINGS AND SOMETIMES HE DELIVERS RIGHT AWAY
I'VE SHARED DEEP MOMENTS WITH HIM I TRUST HIM TO NEVER SAY

WHO IS THIS MAN THAT MY SPIRIT SEEMS TO THIRST AFTER
THINKING ABOUT HIM, BEING AROUND HIM, WANTING TO BE CAPTURED

HOW IS IT THAT HE LOVES ME AND WHY AM I HIS CHOICE
HE WAS THE ONE THERE THAT NIGHT WHEN I CRIED OUT IN A LOUD VOICE

WHO IS THIS MAN THAT FORGIVES ME WHEN I'M WRONG
WHO CARES FOR ME, GENUINELY, AND GIVES MY SPIRIT A SONG

WHEN MY HEART IS FULL OF SORROW, HE REMINDS ME ABOUT TOMORROW
WHEN LIFE KICKS ME DOWN HE REMINDS ME OF HIS CROWN

WHO IS THIS MAN WHO PROTECTS ME WHEN I MAKE FOOLISH DECISIONS
WHO FIGHTS FOR ME AND GIVES ME PEACE AT NIGHT WHEN I'M ASLEEP

I CAN FEEL HIS PRESENCE FLOATING AROUND ME
I CAN ALMOST TASTE AND TOUCH HIM BUT STILL COULDN'T SEE

I KNOW HE'S A BEAUTIFUL MAN AND I NEVER SEEN HIS FACE
CAN EVEN TELL HE IS WORTHY AND NEVER BEEN IN HIS PLACE

WHO IS THIS MAN THAT I WANT TO GROW WITH AND HAVE NOT SEEN HIS EYES
NEITHER HIS HAIR NOR HIS LIPS, WHERE DOES HIS SECRET LIES........

CHARITA SHANNON