Je n'ai pas d'espoir
"Je leverai les yeux a toi
J'ai change cent foi de nom
Je leverai les yeux a toi
Je n'ai pas d'espoir"
Translation:
"I will raise my eyes to you
I have changed my name [many] 100 times
I will raise my eyes to you
and I will not lose hope"
"I was once the wine, and you the wineglass. I was once alive, when you held me. God became the glass, all things left were emptiness...if you look out and see a trace of dark red that used to be my face, in the clarity of his grace: remember me."
Oh Lord, don't let go of me. Will you hold me? Will you hold me!? Just remember me. I want to feel you again. I want to feel you. Can I do that again? Something's wrong. Things are different, and all I feel is nothing again. Lord come. Maranatha...oh please. I can't stand living these days without your peace. I think my eyes are drooping downwards. Oh lift this chin up and relieve me. I want to see You. I want to see You again. How much more of this pretending to be strong? I offer it to others but they don't want to know. I don't see You in me anymore. Oh Lord! Please let your light pierce through this body. When they look in my eyes there won't be this emptiness anymore. Those two sparks are my burning passion for you. I live to honor you. At least this is what I want to do. Please forgive me. Hold me in your grace and remember me. I know you do. And you know how I do. Change this. Press the refresh button again. Only you can make every new day seem so new. So can I feel it again?
God you are too wonderful. And you bless me three-fold. Edric is a rarity. Thank you. He's not like the rest of them. He sees me and I'm free.
Or something like that.
My birthday is Sunday. I hope someone is glad I exist.
I hope Scott will be at youth group. And I kind of want to teach. But I'm not sure I feel inspired to do so. However this inspires me to relate more lyrics to it.
"Father please forgive me for I can not compose The fear that lives within me Or the rate at which it grows If struggle has a purpose On the narrow road you've carved Why do I dread my trespasses will leave a deadly scar Do they see the fear in my eyes? Are they so revealing? This time I cannot disguise All the doubt I'm feeling "
I might just be picking up that old shovel again and digging another hole. But God is too wonderful to me to deny this love that has been shown so clearly. I can't let myself lapse back into that old way of life. I am new. Just forgetting.
Anyways this hasn't really lead to a clear point except that I feel depressed this is a desperate plea for life to be the way it was, for me to feel alive again in His arms. This is also known as a brain diarhhea, it was unexpected and full of crap. Although I'd like to think it wasn't.
J'ai change cent foi de nom
Je leverai les yeux a toi
Je n'ai pas d'espoir"
Translation:
"I will raise my eyes to you
I have changed my name [many] 100 times
I will raise my eyes to you
and I will not lose hope"
"I was once the wine, and you the wineglass. I was once alive, when you held me. God became the glass, all things left were emptiness...if you look out and see a trace of dark red that used to be my face, in the clarity of his grace: remember me."
Oh Lord, don't let go of me. Will you hold me? Will you hold me!? Just remember me. I want to feel you again. I want to feel you. Can I do that again? Something's wrong. Things are different, and all I feel is nothing again. Lord come. Maranatha...oh please. I can't stand living these days without your peace. I think my eyes are drooping downwards. Oh lift this chin up and relieve me. I want to see You. I want to see You again. How much more of this pretending to be strong? I offer it to others but they don't want to know. I don't see You in me anymore. Oh Lord! Please let your light pierce through this body. When they look in my eyes there won't be this emptiness anymore. Those two sparks are my burning passion for you. I live to honor you. At least this is what I want to do. Please forgive me. Hold me in your grace and remember me. I know you do. And you know how I do. Change this. Press the refresh button again. Only you can make every new day seem so new. So can I feel it again?
God you are too wonderful. And you bless me three-fold. Edric is a rarity. Thank you. He's not like the rest of them. He sees me and I'm free.
Or something like that.
My birthday is Sunday. I hope someone is glad I exist.
I hope Scott will be at youth group. And I kind of want to teach. But I'm not sure I feel inspired to do so. However this inspires me to relate more lyrics to it.
"Father please forgive me for I can not compose The fear that lives within me Or the rate at which it grows If struggle has a purpose On the narrow road you've carved Why do I dread my trespasses will leave a deadly scar Do they see the fear in my eyes? Are they so revealing? This time I cannot disguise All the doubt I'm feeling "
I might just be picking up that old shovel again and digging another hole. But God is too wonderful to me to deny this love that has been shown so clearly. I can't let myself lapse back into that old way of life. I am new. Just forgetting.
Anyways this hasn't really lead to a clear point except that I feel depressed this is a desperate plea for life to be the way it was, for me to feel alive again in His arms. This is also known as a brain diarhhea, it was unexpected and full of crap. Although I'd like to think it wasn't.
posted by Em at 8:34 PM
2 Comments:
I'm not really anonymous, I'm Matt.
You've had a rubbish day. We all get them, but you seem to have more than your fair share.
Think to the future when you might escape all thse bad times and travel, or tackle the problems head on (or if that problem is Chris, kick him).
Your life is the most important thing you have, so use it to the full. Don't stand any nonsense. Assert yourself and burst out.
I'm a thinker too. I understand the need to ponder and query.
Hugs,
Matt
thank you for translating that.. I'm a big mwY fan and I never knew what that meant... u
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