“Resting Place” by Deitrick Haddon
Heavenly Father, here I am. Lord, it don’t feel good in the cold. I need shelter from the rain, ‘Cause it’s bringing too much pain. Won’t you please take my hand. Lord, I know you will understand If you show me the way, I will be okay. Lord, you’re my resting place.
Lord, you are my resting place. I seek your face, my resting place.
Lord, I been searchin’ high and low for some rest for my weary soul. Traveled far across this land. Even gone through desert sands. Trying to find some relief, searchin’ for inner peace. If you show me the way, I will be okay. Lord, you’re my resting place.
Oh, Lord, I’ll be right here waiting for your love. You’re my resting place.
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