Rhi Miles - Taste Your Fear

I can feel the world turn beneath my feet
I can feel the sun shining paths on the street
Offering heat

I can see the birds nesting in the trees
I can see the woods in their blanket of leaves
Offering me

A glimpse of creation how it's supposed to be
A glimpse of creation in its glory

I can hear the choir blowing on the hill
I can hear the way the whole world turns still
Peaceful and chilled

A glimpse of creation how it's supposed to be

I can taste your fear salted as the sea
I can taste warm blood flowing from a wound cut deep
By memory

If you won't let go how can you be saved
If you will not fall how can He catch you with His grace
Before you hit that grave

A glimpse of creation in its glory
A glimpse of creation how it will one day be
To God be the
To God be the
To God be the glory
To God be the glory
To God be the glory
To God be the glory

Written by:
Rhianna Miles

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