Prone To Wander

On the surface not a ripple,
Undercurrent wages war.
Quiet in the sanctuary,
Sin is crouching at my door

How can I be so prone to wander,
So prone to leave You,
So prone to die?
And how can You be so full of mercy?
You race to meet me and bring me back to life

I wake to find my soul in fragments,
Given to a thousand loves,
But only One will have no rival,
Hangs to heal me, spills His blood...

How can I be so prone to wander,
So prone to leave You,
So prone to die?
And how can You be so full of mercy?
You race to meet me and bring me back to life

Curse-reversing Day of Jesus,
When you finally seize my soul...
Freedom from myself will be the
Sweetest rest I’ve ever known...

How can I be so prone to wander,
So prone to leave You,
So prone to die?
And how can You be so full of mercy?
You race to meet me and bring my back to life

[.chris>>rice.]