Ichabod
Joshua Houeto
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Lord I don't feel your presence, anymore I'm a mess and I know my sin preventing me from being repentant Lord I don't feel your presence Like the prodigal I left home been gone, on the go, been a lost soul on the road Been comfortable and vulnerable in sin, my vision blurred I been immersed in this Quick sand, it felt good, till it demanded, all of me, no John legend, I been trapped Been stressing, not intact, my syntax been strung backwards, cause I lost the words to be saying to the lord, while I'm in the pit It seems that I'm finished, tried to be independent, now I see where that be getting me I know I been dishonest, I been gaming multiplayer, with demons Having all this fun, now I wanna be leaving, but heavy chains, up on my legs Been infected by the mess, lost the blessing, tossed the message in the wreckage How I dread, all the consequences that be coming when I'm walking So far from the father I don't know if I will make it back, no longer in sync like Justin Feeling like a bad dude no Eryka, strumming my pain like Lauryn Hill and it's killing me softly I'm not in the will No longer in sync like Justin, feeling like a bad dude no Eryka Strumming my pain like Lauryn Hill and it's killing me softly I'm not in the will Lord I don't feel your presence, anymore I'm a mess and I know my sin preventing me from being repentant Lord I don't feel your presence Wake wake wake wake up Wake wake wake wake up I'm just a man whose lost his vision Stones in the hands of my affliction Can I really say that I'm a Christian With the way that I'm prone to living Cold winds, heavy breeze, ice chill, strife and grief, mad shame Unbelief, and this guilt attacking me, in a cage with no key Within me I do see internal anarchy, domination of greed, locked In mortal combat, hit with fatalities, I'm enticed son, can't hear anymore It's like an lost ear I don't listen anymore To the Lord though He put me in the Holy field, so pitiful and sinful I wrecked myself and let go, the enemy wanna kill me Fill me, with doubt then take me out, and the flesh wanna grill me I be swerving, and falling and losing my way, trying get back but It feels to late, lost two times got two L's, wait, that ain't cool J, I'm i saved? doing it Doing it wild, reckless in my ways Ransacked by the bandits of brokenness now I'm in the mud Back track way back to his love--before I left my father's house And then I ran away, I'm sitting and thinking of finding my way Back to the place of His passionate grace, I'm reminded that I have a greater purpose, than being caught up in these sinful Worldly carnal workings, I'm going home hire me to be a servant But you tell me that my price is paid, don't gotta be a slave Even if I run away I am still your son, but you tell me that my price is paid Don't gotta be a slave I been entangled, but there's freedom in your love
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