Текст Casting Crowns – Awaken Me

Lord, what were You saying?
I must’ve fallen asleep
Could’ve sworn I heard You talking
Or maybe it was just a dream

Lord, wake up this sleeper
I lift my head, I lift my head
Your searchlights found me
Here at my end, I’m at my end

Is it the fear of falling down again?
Oh, that keeps me sitting here
I’d rather wander in the shadows
Than have to look into the mirror
There’s so much madness all around me
They wear their darkness on their sleeves
Now my blinded eyes are open
And I see the darkest part of me

Lord, wake up this sleeper
I lift my head, I lift my head
Your searchlights found me
Here at my end, I’m at my end

Lord, let Your fire make holy these lips unclean
Shine down in all Your glory
Awaken me
Lord, let Your fire make holy these lips unclean
Shine down in all Your glory
Awaken me

Lord, wake up this sleeper
Lord, let Your fire make holy these lips unclean
Your searchlights found me
Shine down in all your glory
Awaken me, oh

Lord, let Your fire make holy these lips unclean
Shine down in all your glory
Awaken me