Your will?

I open my bible and look for a sign
But I know is not going to happen this time
Yet I persist, spending hours on end
Just soaking with you and trying to listen

I pray you will save me and take me away
But I'm sorry, I don't know the right words to say
Everyone seams to get this all right
But when I start praying my stomache grows tight

I feel so forgotten, and left quite alone
And all I ask is that you make yourself known
but the room grows silent ad seams normal again
God, I'm just asking yuo to strip me of sin

nothing seams to happen, no fire sensation
What happened to this being "the" generation
I thought we were different, going to do your will
Jesus, being alone, makes satan mighty freaking kill

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COPYWRITE Karen Simpson