Without Running Away

I've spent some days looking for a length of rope And a place to hang it from the end of my hope But where I thought hope had ended I always find a little bit more It's not like I'm trying to be optimistic If the truth be told I'd rather dismiss it And be free of the burden of the living that hoping requires To bring my heart To every day And run the risk of fearlessly loving Without running away Jesus is speaking but it's so hard to hear When disciples with swords are cutting off ears Broken and bleeding I'm waiting for healing to come But wounded's a part that I've learned to play well Though the wound may run deeper than I know how to tell Where pain's an addiction that keeps me buried alive But when it's all that I know I'm afraid to leave it behind And bring my heart To every day And run the risk of fearlessly loving Without running away My heart is not lifted up My eyes are not lifted up But calm and quiet is my soul Like a child with its mother is my soul After a while in the dark your eyes will adjust In the shadows you'll find the hand you can trust And the still small voice that calls like the rising sun Come And bring your heart To every day Run the risk of fearlessly loving Without running away You must run the risk of fearlessly loving Without running away