Find Me in These Fields
Fields of Redemption: A Soul's Journey of Forgiveness
Lyrics
Find me in these fields alone,
Seek me in these solitary fields,
Crusted with the salt of my ways,
Encrusted with the consequences of my actions,
Rinse me with the motion of sweet water,
Cleanse me with the flowing grace of pure water,
The silky rush of Your cleansing stream.
Immerse me in the smooth rush of Your purifying stream.
I turn my face towards the sun
I direct my gaze towards the sun,
Too feel the heat and cool wind blow.
To experience the warmth and refreshing breeze.
Reminding me as I touch your shoulder
It serves as a reminder as I touch Your presence,
Awakening me from some selfish dream.
Waking me from a self-centered reverie.
I face the fog in the Autumn,
I confront the mist of Autumn,
The midnight moon weaving her chain.
The moon in the midnight sky creating connections.
You trace me deep in this valley
You follow me deeply in this valley,
Repeating a familiar refrain, forgive me.
Reciting a familiar plea, forgive me.
When my heart turns cold and I chased the old
When my heart becomes cold and I pursue the familiar falsehood,
Standard lie, forgive me.
Forgive me.
When my conscious calls me to leave it behind,
When my conscience urges me to leave the past behind,
Well did I, forgive me.
Indeed I did, forgive me.
Take me in I'll sit at Your feet,
Accept me, and I will sit at Your feet,
Live to tell all You have done,
Live to narrate all that You have accomplished,
Could I find a rose in mid-December,
Could I discover a rose in the midst of December,
A sign of peace for those passing by.
A symbol of peace for those who pass by.
I turn my eyes toward the Son,
I redirect my vision towards the Son,
And a vision of a world yet to be,
Envisioning a world yet to come,
When hope will be awarded living substance
Where hope will materialize into living substance,
And Heaven kisses Earth in reply.
And the union of Heaven and Earth will be reciprocated.
I face the fog in the Autumn,
I confront the mist of Autumn once again,
The midnight moon weaving her chain.
The moon in the midnight sky continuing its pattern.
You trace me deep in this valley
You accompany me deeply in this valley,
Repeating a familiar refrain, forgive me.
Repeating a familiar plea, forgive me.
When my heart turns cold and I chased the old
When my heart grows cold and I pursue the customary falsehood,
Standard lie, forgive me.
Forgive me.
When my conscious calls me to leave it behind,
When my conscience prompts me to abandon it all,
Well did I, forgive me.
Indeed I did, forgive me.
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