Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Hold on to me
Lord, hold on to me
I'm losing my grip
I'm losing my sight
Lord, hold on to me
I'm losing my strength
I'm lost without you
Hold on to me
Tell me that I'm yours
Wisper in my ears
That everything will be fine
Wipe those tears from my eyes
Take away the fears
Let me be strong
Let me move on
Allow me to win the race for You
Lord, I'm weak and I'm on the verge on losing my grip. Things are so hard to move on now; there's still chance but it's so difficult. Behind those smiles on my face, Lord you sees the tears that's hidden within. Lord, I don't have to put on a mask in front of you; because you understand. As the tears drop, you catch them on by one; you cleared my vision. You know that I'm lost, my batteries are low; Lord, recharge me, empower me. No body know how weak I am, better than you. No body has the power to change me to what I was meant to be. Lord, it's not the end yet; don't allow me to give up.
4 test, 3 projects and 5 exam papers to take. My work is driving me to the back alley; closing the shop alone just don't feel good. Packing and clearing up is no fun. Thank God that the manager cared; I know that she's tired herself; we are both. Lord, of what I'm going through; if it's in your will may you lighten it? Clueless about projects and subjects. Just a few more weeks, a few more weeks...
Alright, let me motivate myself of what will happen in the holidays. Designing BBS shirt for SOP, planing for Church's easter, church outing during March and my long awaited out-of-Singapore tour...
Hold on to me..
I'm losing my grip
I'm losing my sight
Lord, hold on to me
I'm losing my strength
I'm lost without you
Hold on to me
Tell me that I'm yours
Wisper in my ears
That everything will be fine
Wipe those tears from my eyes
Take away the fears
Let me be strong
Let me move on
Allow me to win the race for You
Lord, I'm weak and I'm on the verge on losing my grip. Things are so hard to move on now; there's still chance but it's so difficult. Behind those smiles on my face, Lord you sees the tears that's hidden within. Lord, I don't have to put on a mask in front of you; because you understand. As the tears drop, you catch them on by one; you cleared my vision. You know that I'm lost, my batteries are low; Lord, recharge me, empower me. No body know how weak I am, better than you. No body has the power to change me to what I was meant to be. Lord, it's not the end yet; don't allow me to give up.
4 test, 3 projects and 5 exam papers to take. My work is driving me to the back alley; closing the shop alone just don't feel good. Packing and clearing up is no fun. Thank God that the manager cared; I know that she's tired herself; we are both. Lord, of what I'm going through; if it's in your will may you lighten it? Clueless about projects and subjects. Just a few more weeks, a few more weeks...
Alright, let me motivate myself of what will happen in the holidays. Designing BBS shirt for SOP, planing for Church's easter, church outing during March and my long awaited out-of-Singapore tour...
Hold on to me..
# . Grace Eleora Loo : 1/24/2006 10:14:00 AM
