"Come close to God, and God will come close to you. Wash your hands, you sinners; purify your hearts, for your loyalty is divided between God and the world."
Hallways
I walk through tired days
and hallways from the past
My head aches from from these thoughts
How long will these days last?
I'm worn out and I'm praying
but talking seems to hurt me more
I'm seeking for the way LORD
Will you open up the door?
Promises in churches
through hymns while we sing
but we can't seem to keep them
like a bride that tossed aside the ring
These hallways make us tired
and we want to see you soon
See you face to face God
and hold hands with the truth
You're knocking on the door
So why can't we let you in?
Why can't we let you in?
Why can't we let you in?
