by Michael Omartian
Add up the wonders,
And all of the numbers that people do,
So much comes to nothing.
They ride all their sorrows
On a wave of tomorrows,
Just to get them through.
Then watch the tide come rushing.
But You can lift my spirits high,
Like no one has before.
You’re not like this world,
You’re something more.
And You have filled my life with joy.
There’s so much love around You.
Your freedom has freed me too.
Gather the gladness,
In the rush hour madness,
Sell it all for a dime.
Someone will come to buy it.
Make a short cut to living
Without any giving,
And wait for a time.
Someone will always try it.
But You can lift my spirits high,
Like no one has before.
You’re not like this world,
You’re something more.
And You have filled my life,
With all the love that flows around you.
Your freedom has freed me too.
On with the choices
And the unhappy voices,
on the telephone line.
Another day to work through.
At the end of the maze
And the spiritual haze,
It will all be fine,
Cause I’ve got you to come home to.
(From the album “White Horse” by Michael Omartian)
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