I will build a wall
I will build a wall to keep you out
You will not hurt me
No one will hurt me
Inside my wall I will hide
I will hide while no one hurts me
Instead I will hurt myself
I will lose myself
I will anesthetize
I will lose myself to an infatuation with intoxication
It is a dangerous game to play
The odds at stake, the potential loss
Especially in the darkness
All of a sudden, I’m under attack
The walls are coming down
What is that?
I think I remember you
What have I done?
Where have I been?
Oh dear, am I beyond repair?
A new start, a new beginning
A fresh perspective, still it’s not enough
I cannot be so vulnerable
I must have protection
Should I return & rebuild the walls?
Then You came and rescued me
You showed me that it didn’t have to be this way
You comforted me, you healed me
You showed me the way
Now I lose myself to a different intoxication
Now I live to get lost to
An infatuation with Holy Spirit intoxication
Much more difficult to explore
Just as dangerous but in a different way
So hard to maintain, so fleeting, yet so present
Always available, seemingly impossible to claim
Take me to those places of dancing angels
Fill my life with worth
Help me see the beautiful
Show me how to see things
the way they were made to be seen
Show me how to feel things
Without fear of the way they were made to be felt
Psalm 3 – 3:3
But you, Lord, are a shield that protects me; you are my glory and the one who restores me.