verse i. (repeat x2)
There is this bridge
I call my back
and it is where I carry my pain
I've labored
been highly favored
sent to the back
when I was next in line
I've carried
wounded wishes
of the enemy
upon my spine
and I'm cryin'
Lord, don't you think it's time
That I come home
from home
I'm ready to lay my burden
at the throne
Chrous
I carried it
(Depression and fear)
I carried it
(doubt in my ear)
I carried it
(so filled with fear)
I carried it
(Can't hear the still small voice)
I carried it
(history's shame)
I carried it
(stipped of my name)
I carried it
(I must reclaim)
I carried it
(My soul from all this pain)
Chorus
And I'm cryin'
Lord, don't you think it's time?
That we come home
from home
We're ready to lay our burdens
at the throne
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready, Lord, I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready Lord, oh so ready...
To lay down this bridge(called my)
Back---
at your throne!
To lay down this bridge(called my)
Back---
at your throne!
To lay down this bridge(called my)
Back---
at your throne!
Friday, October 20, 2006
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