Waiting by the river

I’ve been throwing stones

Waiting by the river

Praying like a sinner

Cause that’s what I am

You can tell me that I’m healed

That I’m washed in the blood

Yet still I sun

I wade out into the water

Praying for a baptism

Of the spirit

Praying for the healing

I so desperately wish for

Praying for rest

Crying out I am tired

Just let me be

Let me die

Have I served my purpose yet

Leave me be upon this shore

Yet still I feel a call to go on

A whisper that I can’t rest yet

So I’ll leave the river behind

But I’ll still throw stones wishing

That I could just rest forever

I’ve been throwing stones

Waiting by the river

Praying like a sinner


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