Basement Worship Project - All My Life (Acts 8)

All my life I've been waiting
Grasping at straws
Hungry for wisdom
Running after the wind in desperation
Never quite sure what I was looking for

It was not for lack of searching
I was left at a loss
I'd read and I'd questioned
And I'd weighed and I'd listened
But I'd only found shadows of truth
Half glimpses of life - real life

I searched the stars
Pored over pages
But the pictures were vague
The patterns elusive
I needed a key
Something to make meaning out of mystery

I kept going back to the words about
One who had known
The pain of silent submission
Of biting their tongue as they bore humiliation
Denied the comfort of a family

I searched the stars
Pored over pages
But the pictures were vague
The patterns elusive
I needed a key
Something to make meaning out of mystery

Then came one who pushed wide the door
That I hadn't known was already ajar
And they spilled out riches right at my feet
That I had never believed were entitled to me
I'd been kept in my place
But they showed me I was royal
Unique and admired
Not faceless and disposable
I was whole, I was enough
And what's more I was beloved
I am beloved

All my life I've been waiting - grasping at straws
I am beloved
All my life I've been waiting - searching the stars
I am beloved

Written by:
Carolyn Turnidge, Martin Turnidge

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