All I need is one line, one Word from God to make me see
One time, one try from Him to me.
Then I give Him one glance, one listening ear.
He's told me more than one time
I'm not listening enough to hear.
He's told me again today how I often waste my time.
I've become the Martha and not Mary
haven't embraced peace sublime.
All it takes is one time
one minute for me to see
that in His two arms lies peace
In just two arms that this break-back pace subsides
Those two arms carried me from my live to die.
So die I must if I want to be free.
Die again today
Dying to me.
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