#50 Cling To The Father

“Go slow me soul, close to the Father,
cling to him.

the blessings of God cover my sins

When my soul sighs, “let me sing blessed is the name of the Lord.”

Tell my soul who my savior is.
Blessed be the name of the Lord

Show me more father
Let me see my salvation

Go forth my soul, closer still.
Cling to the Father, blessed be the name.

Let me see clearly now. Go slow my soul, to process, to cling, to be fine.

Slow, Slow, Slow, to be Holy. Let it be Father, cleanse me.

Fill me with your blessings.
Show me the light, through Christ, show me the light.

Like through a fire, let your blessings flow so l can see them.

Do not be concealed Oh Lord Father.”

— Elliott Rinehart