At His Feet

At His feet, nothing really matters anymore
I can gaze into his eyes
I can bow my head and cry
At his feet, I can be broken

There is no worry about who’s watching
Because I know that he’s watching
At his feet I can be myself
I can shed my broken shell

At his feet I can find the joy that I’m always searching for
Even if it comes in an unexpected form
What more could I even ask for?
At his feet I am rescued

All else fades away
Overtaken by nothingness
This is what I needed
Just to sit at his feet

At his feet there is no worry
Even with enemies on all sides
There is a peace worth striving for
He reminds me that I’m worth dying for

I would give my life
For only one moment to sit at his feet
To bask in his glory
Surround by his love

He is unexplainable
And his mystery will always intrigue me
But at his feet, none of that really matters anymore
At his feet, I can be broken

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