Holly Ann

Healer

At my worst
Yet you are always by my side
And still my doubts
They get the best of me
Consuming fire
It seems I am cold as ice
Come lift me higher
I long to follow you
Heal me
Comfort me
In these storms that I create
When I turn away
Will you follow me?
Seems I’m always walking away
But its always, always your grace
That leads me back home
Protect me, oh lion
Comfort me, oh lamb
I need you, I’m crying out
Lift me up on eagles wings

You are my home