Trust me, I've been there, I've looked, I've searched and I know now, that there are no answers to be found in the bottom of a bottle or on the edge of a blade! Fighting Hard, Recovering, Rebuilding, REBORN. Moving on from addiction to a new life.
The resurrection The life What more could we need This is Christ The resurrection and the life In Him we live For in Him we have died To ourselves That we may rise Within Him He has promised We shall never die To eternity Together We shall will live
So there is still an empty grave
Yet we’re still looking
For a place to lay
Upon the end of life
Counting our days
Don’t we know?
The time is now
The time to die
And be raised again
The grave is empty
Not waiting for us
So live a life
A life with Christ
Who rose from the grave
To put an end to death
Upon that dusty road On scarred hands and knees He carried the Cross In the face of His death There He gave His life For the sins of the world Then upon the third He rose from the grave Conqueror of death To redeem each of our souls So through our Lord We die upon that Cross And in the resurrection With Him we receive life But only those who believe Those who see His face And call Him Lord Yet to all this is the promise At the tearing of the veil All can call upon His name Accept Him as their saviour It’s the glory of our Christ The promise of new life for us all So I pray their eyes will be opened I pray their minds will be freed To see our Saviour’s face To call upon His name
I am so thankful that my knock was heard and the door was opened to a new way and a new life.
OPEN DOOR by CIRCLESLIDE I’ve been on this journey so long, been through it all walking my soul’s hall… blinded by my tempted vision seeing the names on every knob and frame
the names of the lies meant to disguise the doors may be open-wide…are they meant for me?
you show me in moments of doubting i’m destined to find your glory your open door even though i’m falling draw me closer i’m desperate to find your glory i know that you’re… the open door for me
i sit in rooms where there’s debts to pay like a man chained to tracks of a southbound train enticed by all the crooked roads that lead me nowhere the story’s the same only the names have changed the names of the lies meant to disguise this door is never closed ‘cause you died for me…
the open door for me… the open door for me… you are the Way, you are the Truth, you are the Life you’re the open door for me…
the journey may be long, but at the end of it all… you’re the only the door for me