The Meeting

That night the rain was falling Or was it just my tears Voices outside my window From ancient years So tired by my wisdom Lost with a weary soul I saw my life so wasted All my dreams were dole I saw the crown was lost in my search for gold I wished the rain could cleanse my soul but Nothing seemed to help me In the rain I stood there lonely Searching for salvation "Come, come" There I was waiting for the storm I was waiting for the meeting Then I felt a presence of someone so close He spoke to me in languages I never heard before Looked at me with eyes That were healing my wounded soul Everything around me was trembling by his grace There I was in the middle of a storm There I saw the meaning of it all "All my life I carried the burdens upon my shoulders In pride I threw away all invitations of life eternal" That night the wind was speaking It was the spirit's call Saw life from a new dimension With the wisdom of a child He showed me things that once were hidden From a sinner's eyes There is a road for me to walk and Yes, I stood there waiting "Come, come" There I was ready for the storm I was ready to receive There I was ready for the storm I was ready for the meeting