I Feel It
Twila Paris
Sometimes it hurts, Lord
To hear my brother speak his mind
Sometimes its painful
When his opinion is unkind
O Lord, I feel it
You know I feel it
In my heart
Then I remember
The love that I am living for
And You remind me
That we are called to "giving more"
But Lord, I feel it
Try to conceal it
In my heart
Carry me, O carry me
Carry me away
Carry me, O carry me away
Carry me, O carry me
Carry me away
Carry me, O carry me away
I will obey You
And let Your Word expose my soul
I know You "faithful"
I know You never lose control
But still I feel it
Hard to forget it
O Lord, don't let it
Close my heart