LYRIC FOR SALE

By Craig Delta

Looking for the divine, isn't hard to find
Looking everywhere, for some passage and a bus fare
Don't run, walk and have a look
Search your heart, find the direction to depart
Jesus paid for your soul
Not with money, not with gold

The holy spirit will direct you
Like it directs me
It infects those like when he leads thee
Even though I succumb to melancholy
I realise that God is above me
I just wish that I could stand still
Bask in Gods will

The life giving blood, a little thunder and a spark
It makes me realise that God left his mark
When I fall apart, I cherish the peace
Like the earth, underneath
The dirt between my feet

The holy spirit will direct you
Like it directs me
It infects those like when he leads thee
Even though I succumb to melancholy
I realise that God is above me
I just wish that I could stand still
Bask in Gods will

I have passion, I have soul if you would consider me becoming old
Wisdom is a gift, treasure it as you lift
Your vessel wont come adrift

The holy spirit will direct you
Like it directs me
It infects those like when he leads thee
Even though I succumb to melancholy
I realise that God is above me
I just wish that I could stand still
Bask in Gods will

Almighty lord of my life
Give me peace and advice
Calm my mind, whenever I find
A rock, a stone, a pebble in my way
You are my saviour, forgive me for my bad behaviour

The holy spirit will direct you
Like it directs me
It infects those like when he leads thee
Even though I succumb to melancholy
I realise that God is above me
I just wish that I could stand still
Bask in Gods will

Some say it's choice, some speak of predestination
But as far as I know, I heed all of his lessons
It's only the start, just the beginning
I can't wait to make it to heaven
My lord, my soul belongs to you, even though I am confused
I carry my cross daily and maybe, just maybe
I will see you on the other side
So for you, I confide
To understand the secrets of my guide

The holy spirit will direct you
Like it directs me
It infects those like when he leads thee
Even though I succumb to melancholy
I realise that God is above me
I just wish that I could stand still
Bask in Gods will