Jeremy L. Berg

how to listen to myself when you’re controlling what I say
when fulfilling your desires is the purpose of my day
what to do to find myself, how to stand up for my choice
when I’m beat down and I’m battered and can’t seem to find my voice
God I’ve asked for your direction, I’ve asked to hear you breathe
but I’m only more confounded so which decision do I leave?

I’ve asked for Godly wisdom, that You would speak into my life
But I feel like satan’s forcing me to teeter on this knife
Countless tries I’ve given forward, thinking the answers just the same
hoping we would find agreement and learn to play this game
But I feel He’s speaking different, than I’ve ever thought before
And I’m scared to make decisions so I’m driven to the floor

I don’t pray out of a desire, but I found no other way
to ask for wise discernment so I can have the words to say
I’m afraid I cannot do this, but I’ve been strengthened and confirmed
God’s given me his answer and this is what I’ve learned
I can’t depend on others to find my perfect joy
but to personalize this happiness I need to run from what is cloy

So I step to a new chapter, bogged by fearful trepidation
scared to think of what I lose, but I’m firm in my foundation
’cause no matter what is taken from me I know the prince of Peace
and with every step I take towards him my purpose will increase
God take your pen and paper and draw my eyes to you
paint a picture of your desire in me so I can know just what to do

I’m sick of interference so I’m tossing yellow flags
eternal yardage penalty so go back and pack your bags
there’s a one way ticket reserved for you, I am not the destination
I am claimed by the one true God and I am named as His creation
so come you raging minions from satan’s world of hate
and know that God will dish it out and serve you on a plate