One of a Kind
What I used to value I'm now starting to hate
Isn't that strange?
How something that used to bring you so much contentment
Can now seem limiting and out of your range?
It's very "pluck your eyes out"
For what I've sought for is no more good
The things my soul rested on provide nothing
Compared to what a touch from my Creator could
I understand the sentiment
Of hiding in Thy word
This world I will forsake daily
For encounter with Thee, my Lord
Lord hide me away in your spirit
I don't think the world would mind
Chasten me to set me free
For our relationship is one of a kind