To let go - A song for Steve and Sandy Matthews

When the river hardly moves
When green pastures are my food
Nought to prove. Nought to show
I want to be ready
to go

When the rivers overflow
When the dams have all let go
There's nothing stable left to hold
I want to be ready
to let go

There's a storm on my horizon
It's greater than this vessel can bear
So my mustard seed of faith is in
someone who's been there

When the heavens overflow
When four angels have let go
When the fire hits the ground
I want to be ready
to be found

When the bridegroom takes His bride
I want to be ready
to rise

Copyright Mitch Murphy January 2011