You are the source of life
I can't be left behind
No one else will do
I will take hold of You

[chorus]
I need You Jesus,
to come to my rescue,
Tell me, where else can I go?
There's no other name
by which I am saved
capture me with grace
I will follow You...

[bridge]
This world has nothing for me...
I will follow You... (repeat)

© 2005, Desperation

Been listening to that song repeatedly - it tugs at the current concerns within me.

Am re-reading Far From The Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy. The guy writes about the human psyche brilliantly. Find that I identify way too much with B. Everdene for my own comfort. God ever keep me away from the kind of follies she committed. But then again, I don't turn heads. Which could be better, or worse. Crepes.