Find me in these fields alone,
Crusted with the salt of my ways,
Rinse me with the motion of sweet water,
The silky rush of Your cleansing stream.
Turned my face towards the sun
To feel the heat and cool wind blow.
Reminding me as you touched my shoulder
Awaken me from some selfish dream.
I faced the fog in the Autumn,
The midnight moon weaving her chain.
You traced me deep in this valley
Repeating a familiar refrain, forgive me.
When my heart turned cold and I chased the old
Standard lie, forgive me.
When my conscious called me to leave it behind,
Well did I, forgive me.
Take me in I'll sit at Your feet,
Live to tell all You have done,
Could I find a rose in mid-December,
A sign of peace for those passing by.
Turned my eyes towards the Son,
A vision of a world yet to be,
When hope will be awarded living substance
And Heaven kisses Earth in reply.
I faced the fog in the Autumn,
The midnight moon weaving her chain.
You traced me deep in this valley
Repeating as familiar refrain, forgive me.
When my heart turned cold and I chased the old
Standard lie, forgive me.
When my conscious called me to leave it behind,
Well did I, forgive me.
When my heart turned cold and I chased the old
Standard lie, forgive me.
When my conscious called me to heed the cry,
Well did I, forgive me.
Forgive me...
Find me in these fields alone.